• pooma_never_fades 5w

    Me.... In senses.... 6

    Lifted away, you were going to be a part
    Of my lettered past. But you eased my heart but never became my destiny. Broken bits of the tears, can it be stamped together again with your memories???
    Even my tears are broken.... You came up with dark clouds, strong whirling winds, with rumbling laughter,every cell dancing with the splashing drops,
    You are my replenished tingle of rain...
    Diving into the trench of paper, mixing with the splattered ink and it completes the incomplete tears but never broken 'me'
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