I’ve been swept away by angels touch.
The silence I live tell stories.
When my mind is quiet I can hear echoes of a broken heart.
It’s like a disease that eats you alive from the inside.
How can you conquer such a beast?
A beast that hides behind the naked eye.
This seductive mistress teases you to tears,
waiting for you to fall at your feet,
hoping you will bow down and send prayers its way.
Never mind the countless torture that swallows you whole.
There is no proof of your existence when the work is done.
My fingers quiver to the sight of you as I try to imagine a world without you.
I am on a mission and I know not the outcome but I will fight to the bitter end.
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