

WIPBlurred Between The LinesWIP
What cannot be blurred between the lines only darkens as time passes To trace what was there, touching what separates,
embeds itself in the memory.
What cannot be erased beyond the lines only reminds of what was lost. To look yet not to see
what was blurred between the lines.
Puddles of emotions forms as the liquid slowly trickles, rivulets of red making its way down. To look only to ignore the ache and the pain as the rivulets gush trickling no more.
What can be blurred; the numbing feeling, the throbbin
Mouth
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LALING
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