Writing a quiet piece of narrative
On whispering papers
Words are pulsating like
Blood flowing River
Never ever I want to talk about my Scars
For Only I know how to Love them Better!
But maybe,
in Some tiring days I will need you
by my side
Just like a Silent Shield of my Journal
Holding the pages Together
Under their Gentle Cover!!!!
~Saumya Wafa.0©~
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