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Shamed Silence

In this silence I am flipping through Your pictures For me you reserve The rare of you; Your videos are keeping Me company, That part of you No one else knows but me! You make me love me. What kind of love is that? When I keep hurting you With words baseless razor sharp, After that I regret those Demonic whispers, Just how do I allow them To ambush my brains from love, I am going through changes In this silence, Sincerely I am shaming, Forgive me not till I change!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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