There's always so much hidden between the lines , a journey of words which couldn't make it out of my throat but rather by hand I wrote them down . All of those midnight thoughts.
A compilation of short poems & Things
I hope you can relate
I would...
The Blue Monster creeps, a siren's call Sweet lies and gentle guile, it enthralls Frozen fingers grasp, and hearts decay In its cold, dark shadow, love fades away
Fear and despair its constant guest It feeds on doubt, and love's bitter nest Leaving blue scars, a haunting refrain A reminder of love that could not remain.
-Miraa
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