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Sep 6 · 36
Cold
Eshall Sep 6
The sky broke apart it was heavy
Yet I stood still ;
More it kills .
The torn papers and walls
Your voice echoes In My blurry vision
Left summers; fall's the season
As sun rays Fall I stop searching for you
Am I blind or awake .
Atleast In parallels of dreams You still stay
As horizon sets It all goes away
Sep 5 · 40
The pourings
Eshall Sep 5
Wish upon reveries alive
But as it poured why did I hide?
Losing track afraid of drowning
Keeps pouring as you're mine
I'm Underwater Yet I'd breathe here
The pourings drowned me into deep shallows
The love with the pourings
I'd let me drown
I'd never let go

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