Speak Dear
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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