Ink and Pain
are the two things I have,
Left with me,
Now you tell where to go,
Where to throw,
Your Memories,
My agonies,
how should I be free,
gathering my hopes..
under a tree,
Should I stay..
or Should I Flee
With Wounded Heart
I wonder and ponder
How we fell apart!!
#Intzar_13
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