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Tag: life

Heal.

The wounds that I dreaded all day have healed my bruised body.

Scribble.

Some battles fought; survived and lost.

Words.

Merely looking at the stars, admiring the moon, and feeling the cold breeze was my delight.

Dark.

All I could see was, his dark brown eyes staring at me.

Life and Death.

I wonder if I’ve ever let you know, my feelings for you were so true and pure.

Reflection.

I kept searching for you. To talk to you about how my day went.

Crowd.

Craving isolation, embracing myself, I slept on the couch.

Growth.

I respect them for they were just being themselves.

Hurt.

The wonderful dreams turned into nightmares when you started deceiving my sight.

Cheers.

Here’s to the words that dig deeper than the wounds.

Scribbler.

You started believing that venting in front of your ‘notes’ is way better than your own people.