Slow Poison


Easy for those who haven’t fallen into it, but those who does never come out of it. The drizzle which started just after you broke up washed away all your tears and remain as a silent pain within your heart. Moaning of pain is so low that you forget to move your tongue for hours. Feels like someone grab your neck to that extent that neither he wants you to live nor he wants you to die. Even the closing of eyes doesn’t help you out, Her face always comes between your sleep and it was so beautiful that even if you open your eyes you need her right in your arms.


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