I miss talking my heart out,
after a hard day,
I really feel the absence of a warm listener
who can listen and I can speak all
which my heart wants to tell.
I have being going through a lot recently,
never expected life will bring me here lately,
it's becoming tough every single day now
still I know I am warrior
So i shall never quit
till I die, I believe this firmly.
Words words are all I have
And papers never grow tired of hearing writers
Hence paper make the best listener
Non judgy and never tired
To hear one's heart out
through the evergreen lanes of time.
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