Dustyhawk :: Broken Mirror

And the confession was made in the mind of the soul who bears witness to the truth that cannot be revealed or be said. For saying it could and may eventually cause heartache to both parties. If only the soul was as tough as nails and the one who wants to confess is not stuck in the proverbial middle of no man’s land, maybe just maybe this may not happen at all.

But with all things that goes with him, chances of this ever happening and chances of it passing the mind of the soul is out of sync. Oh whoa is him indeed. Hands of his burns with a desire to hold that one person close, to tell the person how much they meant to him. Even if it burns away and runs away, it’s time to walk after them. And hopefully tonight, he’ll be tangle in the blanket of clouds of self-freedom.

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