They run through my heart,
The tears I never cried.
They linger in my heart,
Words I never said, of love and forgiveness.
They pierce my heart,
Words I said, bitter and loathesome.
They are lost within me,
The laughters of yore; gifts of life.
They confine me to life,
The airs that go in and out.
They give me reason,
Memories of yesterday, moments just gone by.
They betray me without shame,
The musings of tomowrrow; promises of nothing.
Wish I could turn back time,
To where I never was.
Wish I could stop it from ticking,
To where I was not yet.
- Mairaj Zindran
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