Silently
A pool of crimson tide
Flows through the night
A pair of very pale limbs
clutching life with enough might
A pair of watchful eyes did not see
too careless to notice
tight up, excuse of a hold up
Preoccupied no time to catch up
Silently
The brain process nothing
heart palpitations and lungs colapsing
Water forms rapidly and blurred visions
Darkness swell and overtook compassion
Silently
Something got broken
It was left in the open
Unguarded and beaten
It was bludgeoned
crushed, mushed until left none...
A single mouth compose such pretty words
Pretty words worth nothing lacks of heart
A broken heart spells hurt
Excuses, Lies and Stood me up. It hurts.
"An Old poem as well, 2nd year kot..!"
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