My words have many folds,
Persisting through many holds...Some feel them bold, and some cold..
They run through all crests and stones
But never give up to sync with flow...
A word that understands all the words before it see the world but always fails to understand the world..
They are always mistaken bcoz the way the world see my words is entirely different to the way my words see the world.
Maybe that's the reason my words are always hidden in me, get lost in my mind and self-decompose in my heart...
If there's anyone who can really hear my words then it's probably that piece of my soul which is segregated years back from me yet still attached...
If there's anything that can understand my words then it's probably my eyes...
Bcoz they speak my unspoken words, express my undone things, reflect the words of my heart..
Maybe that's the reason I always feel... My heart speaks a lot yet my lips are silent....
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