it was pounded by thousand hammers,
slashed by thousand swords,
strike by raging lightnings...
it is like a container filled by demented sorrow of its past..
envy and anger continues to flow out from it...
an angel of death approaches the container and stare at it for a time... and uttered..
"is there any hope for this to heal itselfand return to its true form to be able to recognize someone else again?...its like a cadaver floating in a river of pain.. time may not tell on how it will heal itself..time is ticking fast... forever may be not enough... should i cut its pain now? or let someone else have patienceon reviving its life back..??"
the angel of death flew away leaving the container untouched....
My Heart?.....can you see its pain?...can you hear it screaming?....
**kidium masters**
Kidium Masters
Inner Soul
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