Speak Dear

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 I want to be cold but my heart is boiling with the tender love of a thousands souls who lived before me 

Who could not pursue life 


Who had to wait to live or didn’t at all 


My heart beats for the ones who didn’t have a chance to speak

 

It pounds for the people who couldn’t love freely 


I write for them 


Because our lives are so intricate and complicated 


All we should ask for is to simply live and love 

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