A little part of me wanted to tell you,
all that I have endured through and through,
every massacre, every ambush, every dent,
on my fragile delicacies carved unprecedent,
but the miles between us,
couldn't do justice to this consensus,
and so I relived all my nightmares,
hoping you would glimpse unaware,
the anguish in my eyes,
and tear down my fort of lies,
just pull me close into a warm embrace,
hold my hand, wipe the tears of my face,
shatter my pledges of solitude forevemore,
and tell me "You don't have to pretend anymore".
©candoura
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