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Unspoken!
Some feelings are hard to let go,
Some are challenging to hold onto,
The embrace of the morning bed,
The warm touch of the morning sun,

If love can crown, so can crucify,
If love can depart, so can brew,
the love of leaves and beans,
I'm a teaholic, you see,
It's a magic potion that materializes,
After a thousand sacrifices,
For a precise moment,
If blessed,
before the eruption of the golden magma,
It become a daily ritual,
The message form the death note beside,
the cooled lava, it says,


"We become friends through acceptance,"
I, milk, my friend water.
As Blake said,
Excess of sorrow laughs,
Excess of joy weeps,
My fleeting bliss clouded by the touch,
Of an unwelcome guest called red flame,
My world transformed into a living hell,
corpses unseen, screams unheard,...