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Entry 1
Date: 25 August 2021
To: the friend who showed me the light, after he closed his eyes
The sound of his silence pierced my heart
like a poniard of a ruthless knight.
So subtle yet so sharp.
I held my breath
No blood gushed out of my body
For it was too startled by the pain to release anything
But there was a wound,
And the blood will come dancing out of a midnight ball
once I breathe again,
painting me in crimson sorrow.
He spoke a snake’s language so venomous
I expected to die from those words one day
I never thought that I lied here lifeless
For his silence was a lullaby
far more painful than his songs
Afterthought: Chuuya will insult this but I know how sentimental his poems are. He lost people too...