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05/18/2024
The silence was too loud to ignore, so now I'm listening to it, just a heart to heart with silence
04/03/2024

The silence was too loud to ignore, so now I'm listening to it, just a heart to heart with silence

𝑰’𝒎 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚

…𝑰𝒕’𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒘

𝘼 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙖𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚

04/03/2024

Home is where the heart is,
But what if that heart was broken,
With the years of love lost and the words spoken,
That tore new holes and reopened old scars,
While the dreamer was dreaming with his head in the stars,
He had no clue it would be his worst nightmare,
The way he could do nothing but look back and stare ,
Back into the light that was slowly fading away,
For loving her so much the price his heart will pay,
Believing her words and feeling her love,
Took him to places never been way up up above,
Above the cruelties of his world where he was safe,
His heart no longer heavy full of faith,
The mistake he made telling about the demons inside, the ones I hide,
That I keep tucked away for so many nights I have cried,

They say home is where the heart is, but what if that heart was broken , with all the love lost and those painful lies spoken

04/03/2024

Home is where the heart is,
But what if that heart was broken,
With the years of love lost and the words that were unspoken,

That tore new holes and reopened old scars,
While the dreamer was dreaming with his head in the stars,

He had not aclue it would become his worst nightmare,
The pain of being able to do nothing but look back and stare,

Stare back into their light that was slowly fading away, for loving her so much the price his heart will pay,

Believing her words and feeling her love,
Took him to places never been way up up above,

Above the cruelties of his world where he was safe, His heart was no longer heavy full of faith,

A mistake he made telling about the demons inside, the ones I hide, That I kept tucked away alone all those nights I cried.

They say home is where the heart is, but what if that heart was broken , with all the love lost and pain from the words that were spoken.

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