Unspoken Hate.

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Today,a new flower has risen from the watering of the past;

a new soul is satisfied from the mollification of yesterday;

I am like an umbrella,maybe unable to halt the rains,

yet confident enough to stand in the rain.

So,come and make me numb.For my silence will mutilate your heart;

to the parts your own soul will cry for hell to hug you hard.



 

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