I felt the hand,
It snatched my heart,
I felt the sharp shiny knife,
It pierced through ever so deep.
I can feel my heart,
It still beats so alive,
I can feel my blood flowing,
It's splurting out like waterspray.
This so obvious,
Yet noone sees it,
Only I can feel its pain,
Only I can see its darkness.
-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts
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Ouch!
ReplyDeleteWe all feel ways that sometimes the world cannot see, don't we?