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Did I not tell you?

Did I not tell you that every time I see you I feel a hundred towers collapsing deep inside me? Did you not know that it’s hard not to feel the breeze when the wind is swirling all around me? Did you not know that I can melt like ice cubes under the sun everytime I hear you? Did you even know that it’s hard to walk on and down on a path filled with puddles from the pouring rain, thorns and thistles all along the edges and graveness hanging from towering trees and low lying flowers. Didn’t I tell you that the birds here sing a song of melancholy and the sun beats garishly on my bare skin and the night whispers something of an uncanny language that hurts me deep inside. Did you not know?


Writing relieves down my bad moods and awakens and fires up my spirits.

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