3rd entry this year.
3 Kings.
3 Poems I have exhumed from my iTouch's Notes, safe-kept for
3 years now.
While they may sound coming from a lovelorn heart, they do not necessarily reflect my undisputedly happy state these days.
3 words - I'm just saying.
U can ignore drugs but not addiction.
U can melt ice cream but not the flavor.
U can take a break but not forever.
U can cover with umbrella but not over the rain.
U can kill a charming boy but not that love.
Time has a clever way of healing pain in the sense Fate has a clever way of bringing back that pain…the feelings…the love…again
and again
and again
even in more Times Time will be able to heal.
Cut me nails; make me clean.
Net search me; make me wanted.
Drink my RTD; make me wide awake.
Cut the talk; you make me lonely.
Ban me; you make me aborted.
Dehydrate me; you make me drown in my nightmares…and daydreams of wanting you back.
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