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Jul 2018
In the cocoon of the warm moonlight
I’m nursing the inner child
For all the love you didn’t recognise
I saved it just in case, deep inside
For all the small efforts I made to hear that you’re proud
There is a hollow in my heart
But each hello and how is your day
And every kiss planted by someone who cares
Little by little there’s less of you that I crave
And more of me I learn to not betray
Maybe there’ll be a time for us to be unlikely friends
Maybe blood will run thick under the bridge
When you know that you’ll always be my maker but throw away the chains.
Hello writers and readers. I haven’t written in a while until tonight.
I appreciate everyone’s love for my posts, especially Untitled. Thank you.
Veronika
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Veronika
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