Voices

Stringing tears

They say a lot 

They talk about years 

They scream some reasons 

That could have change it all 

Lashes of freedom

Teared us apart 

But what a sweet cage it was 

To fall asleep in your chest 

Wake up on your tongue

Honeyed good morning kisses

Where did you go? 

In the distance, I hear a voice

Cursing past wishes




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