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May 2016
Our silence
Is like
Gold.

Wait, no
A golden sword, yes.
It pierces through me
Cutting me in half.

I hate it
When you stab me like this
All my blood spilling
Leaving me to die
Slowly and painfully.

Say something
Why won't you say anything?
It hurts me
Because I know
This would be the end.
If I let this silence
Pierce through us again
Everything we had
Would be over

You want that
I can see it from your fiery eyes
As you stab me
Screaming silently
Saying things I can't hear
Why would you end us like this?

If you really want us
To end
Then end it properly
Say it out loud
That you don't want me
That you don't need me
Tell me
Tell me, I will understand
I will walk away and never return
Just tell me
Shoot me with a bullet
Don't pierce and cut me with your sword
I don't want us to end like this.
Please.
Awkwardly writing this while being watched by someone.
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   Sanjukta Nag and Kaanan
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