Tuesday, November 15, 2022



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the fumes from the incense sticks
camouflage the anguished air
music and prayers are meant to cure
but how does one heal, from within?

at times the darkness engulfs
anger mine the buried memories
the silhouette of togetherness
withered into the sunken past!

no warmth in sight, no hug to melt
as thoughts gnawing my mind
just silence and shadows
where love used to bloom!

you have to open yourself up to getting hurt again, if you ever want to heal

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