bluesun

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Sometimes I get cut, and through my wounds, I bleed words.They clot to form poetry, And hence I heal.

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  • bluesun 1w

    You are everything I've lost.
    Everything I never had.

    And yet you are
    Everything.
    ©bluesun

  • bluesun 2w

    I had always thought that
    It was love that would free me.
    Yet here I am,
    Being choked by my supposed saviour.
    ©bluesun

  • bluesun 3w

    I read about a boy
    Who was losing himself,
    Turning into a shadow.

    I have never related to anything else more.
    ©bluesun

  • bluesun 3w

    I searched your face
    As you spoke,
    I searched for traces of
    Who you used to be.
    I searched for
    That person you were,
    When it wasn't just you,
    When it was us.
    And I found traces.
    Only traces.
    ©bluesun

  • bluesun 3w

    You came with your flowers
    A little too late.
    I've become devoid of colours
    In the final scene of fate.
    ©bluesun

  • bluesun 4w

    When night comes,
    I close my eyes
    And get lost
    In the darkness within me.
    ©bluesun

  • bluesun 4w

    People change.
    Priorities change.
    But memories,
    Only if they could change too.
    ©bluesun

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  • bluesun 5w

    By Nikita Gill

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  • bluesun 5w

    I am me.
    You are you.
    I cannot be you.
    You cannot be me.
    Let's be a we.
    Where there's no
    You and me.
    Where there's only
    Our love, hopes and dreams.
    ©bluesun