Tear Ducted

Noises we heard,
Noises we felt,
Exchanged notions of two-pieced souls,
Possibly born to bond.

Noises we heard,
Noises we felt,
Became string quartet strung in mid-air,
Melodies sung to the bones we shook.

Fireworks at the very eve of New Year’s,
Fireworks at the very eve of lonely,
Of entangled emotions,
Shattered by a dulled splinter,
Buried deep on the palm of your hand.

People say kill the love,
But no, honey,
Love kills love,
Undefeated,
But with another love; Defeats.

Shazlien, 23, here to write some poems I guess
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