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𝙸 πš–πšŽπš πšπš‘πšŽπš–, πšπš‘πšŽπš’ πš•πšŽπšπš πš–πšŽ,
πšƒπš‘πšŽπš’ πšŠπš•πš• πšœπšŠπš’πš "π™Έβ€™πš– 𝚜𝚘 πšœπš˜πš›πš›πš’".
𝙸 πš–πšŽπš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πšŠπš—πš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πšœπšŠπš’πš πšπš‘πšŠπš πš’πš˜πšžβ€™πš•πš• 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒,
πš—πš˜πš  π™Έβ€™πš– πš•πš˜πš—πšŽπš•πš’.

π™·πš˜πš  πšŠπš– 𝙸 πšœπšžπš™πš™πš˜πšœπšŽπš 𝚝𝚘 πšπšŽπšŽπš•?
π™·πš˜πš  πšŠπš– 𝙸 πšœπšžπš™πš™πš˜πšœπšŽπš 𝚝𝚘 πš‘πšŽπšŠπš•?

π™Έβ€™πš– πšπš’πš›πšŽπš 𝚘𝚏 πš›πšŽπš•πš’πšπš‘πšπš’πš—πš πšπš‘πš’πšœ πšŒπšŠπš—πšπš•πšŽ,
πšˆπšŽπšŠπš‘, 𝙸'πš– πšπš˜πš—πš—πšŠ πš•πšŽπš πš’πš πšπš’πšŽ 𝚘𝚏𝚏.
𝙸 πšπš‘πš˜πšžπšπš‘πš πšπš‘πšŽπš›πšŽβ€™πšœ πš—πš˜πšπš‘πš’πš—πš 𝙸 πšŒπš˜πšžπš•πšπš—β€™πš πš‘πšŠπš—πšπš•πšŽ,
π™±πšžπš πš—πš˜πš  β€˜πš πšœπšŽπšŽπš–πšœ 𝚠𝚎'πš›πšŽ πšπš˜πš—πš—πšŠ πšŒπšŠπš•πš• πš’πš 𝚘𝚏𝚏.

π™°πš—πš πš πš‘πš’ πšπš’πš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš‘πšŠπšŸπšŽ 𝚝𝚘 πš•πšŽπšŠπšŸπšŽ?
π™·πš˜πš  πšŠπš– 𝙸 πšœπšžπš™πš™πš˜πšœπšŽπš 𝚝𝚘 πš•πš’πšŸπšŽ?

𝙸 πš πšŠπš—πš 𝚝𝚘 πšπš˜πš›πšπšŽπš πšŽπšŸπšŽπš›πš’πšπš‘πš’πš—πš πšŠπš—πš πš‘πš˜πš•πš πš˜πš—πšπš˜ πšŠπš—πš’πšπš‘πš’πš—πš,
'𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 πš’πš πš™πšŠπš’πš—πšœ 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 πš–πš’πšœπšŽπš•πš πš πš’πšπš‘πš˜πšžπš 𝚒𝚘𝚞.
π™ΌπšŠπš’πš‹πšŽ 𝙸 πšπš˜πš—β€™πš πš•πš’πš”πšŽ 𝚒𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜 πš–πšžπšŒπš‘ 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚍𝚘,
π™ΌπšŠπš’πš‹πšŽ π™Έβ€™πš πš—πšŽπšŸπšŽπš› πš‘πšŠπšŸπšŽ πš‹πšŽπšŽπš— πš πš’πšπš‘ 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πšŽπšŸπšŽπš— πš’πš 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘.

π™ΌπšŠπš’πš‹πšŽ.. πš“πšžπšœπš πš–πšŠπš’πš‹πšŽ, 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš πšŽπš›πšŽπš—β€™πš πš πš‘πš˜ 𝙸 πšπš‘πš˜πšžπšπš‘πš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš πšŽπš›πšŽ.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 πš–πšŠπš”πšŽ πš’πš πš‘πšŠπš›πš 𝚝𝚘 πš‹πš›πšŽπšŠπšπš‘πšŽ,
πš†πš’πšπš‘πš˜πšžπš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš‹πš’ πš–πšŽ.
πšŠπš— πš˜πš•πš πš πš›πš’πšπšŽ πš˜πš—πšŽ 𝚘𝚏 πš–πš’ πšπš’πš›πšœπšπš’πšŽπšœ
©𝟸 πš’πšŽπšŠπš›πšœ 𝚊𝚐𝚘, snoW
I want to know
When it flutters
I want to know
If its pure, light like feathers
But i seem to loose the meaning
I cant catch the concept
Why cant i know
Seems i only know how i wept

My heart feels as if its stone
Petrifying my bones
Corrupting my thoughts and zone
Why do i only know how it feels to be alone
It feels forever noon
Wishing this rain will end soon

Oh i know, i know
You seem to see how i feel
Your mouth says forget and we can go
I act with but in my mind can you be real
Could you be real and say you dont understand
So i dont fly with false hopes
Just to end as i crash land
Why didnt i prepare some safety ropes

I feel guliable
I seem unreliable
By my fire unseizeable
Because its Dying Flames
That always holds my shames
I wish my mind wasnt playing games

I know it holds horrid pain
But i want to hear the truth
I know its not fair in your brain
But only if i could hear your heart

My Heart cant take lies
I cant take words that only dies
Then will it fall from the skies
Wait for a collapse as i slowly close my eyes

Listening to it break
As My Heart
Slowly shakes and quakes
Quitly tearing apart.
Pooja Basnett Jun 2021
When hearts break and dreams shatter in secret,
they make the loudest noise!
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