Outcast

by Swuzze

The words turn blur
Thinking back, about the day,
Squeezing the heart to clear
All the emotions left unsaid

Time freezes
Turns as cold as stone
Bleed, the wishes
That once held a rhythmic tone

Unseen scars, deep treasured
Needs remain unlightened
Seconds escape without any measure
Hits the soul creating dents.

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