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It was midnight
  Heavy rain outside
  A crying heart inside.
  Both of us were wet.
  Before we even met.
Life is a long journey
Full of deep pains.
Hearts tied to chains.
Our heart is our secret well.
Hide and I will never tell.
Coz no one gets your tear
Or understands your fear.

I trust my heart
He is the first and  the last.
He is life and death.
My heart is my real path.
The day I pass away
He doesn't run away
He is buried
With our secrets
Trust your heart.
  Feb 2021 Naceur Ben Mesbah
Malia
F-flippantly finding four friends of mine praying
I-in cages bound wrists floundered hopelessness
N-nevertheless, the day after was flaying
E-everything, it was changing, don’t worry, I’m fine.
Happy Valentine’s Day to the girl I haven’t met
I know you’re somewhere out there all the same
My desire’s just as strong
Which gives me strength to carry-on
I wish only that I could have your name
My search would still go on
Until you’re where you belong
Here clenched in my arms around the flame
Within the blinking of an eye
we live our lives and then we die
with no time left to ponder why
A baby's breath, a tired sigh

We look back on how much we've grown
the loves we had, the threads we've sown
to find ourselves here all alone
with weary heads and hearts of stone

Fighting just to say goodbye
and when we do begin to cry
we sing ourselves a lullaby
and finally we shut our eyes
"Accept me the way I am." she said
"I have already rejected my fate." I replied.
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