Today i was punishing myself...
on the hot sun.
I don't know,
how my stony heart became wax,
burning like candles on the sky.
!(w,x,y ending)!
There was a fighting,
between heart and mind,
my foolish heart and sharp mind,
both were shattered like lead.
I was not born like,
soulless or heartless but i became,
the world is hard like stone,
where no place for my wax like heart,
so i'm broken today,
and punished myself on the hot sun.
Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 10:16 AM UTC
Today i was punishing myself...
on the hot sun.
I don't know,
how my stony heart became wax,
burning like candles on the sky.
!(w,x,y ending)!
There was a fighting,
between heart and mind,
my foolish heart and sharp mind,
both were shattered like lead.
I was not born like,
soulless or heartless but i became,
the world is hard like stone,
where no place for my wax like heart,
so i'm broken today,
and punished myself on the hot sun.
s
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l
f
punishment.
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