IT'S TOO LATE
when you leave my heart , it's hard for me, so hard .. so hard...
my poorly inner Child starts to die ..
but you don't cry ... You came back to me again! my heart is not there.. cause its too late.. too late I forget you
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بخار میگردند حرفهایم سرد میشود باز آغوشت ای شعر کلماتم بی پناهند نفسم سرد است این حرفها گرما را میفهمند آویزان مانده اشکی بی ثمر ماند...
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I Don't Understand...............................why are you write all this...............................!!
This poem explores the emotional exhaustion of ending a toxic cycle, where the narrator finds the strength to stay detached despite a partner's return. It focuses on the painful, yet necessary, process of letting go to protect one's inner child from further damage
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