This is love – quiet and serene.
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there is no happiness for the lost but an endurance run of searching and never finding.
under the flickering lamplight, you and i laugh and mingle.
burying beneath thousand blankets thick,repressed emotions bloomin a garden of thorns and dripping bloodhidden behind masks of happiness,the golden standard of life on a pedestal,admired by pulsing hearts– beating for you, they say – feigned smiles and laughs tighten with lines of tiredness,sadness crashes over when the crowd dissipatestill nothing is left but gasped breathsreachingContinue reading “i’m fine”
the mask hides what festers underneath.