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"As some of you would know and have added into the Little Black Book of Zul, this is just an online version of it...so feel free to bring up any subject of your interest...express your thoughts and get feedbacks...cheers!"

Unsent to You

I have risked everything, almost everything, just to guard what we've called love.

From memory,

We drew our territory,
our love nest,
on each other's chest.

Around our hearts, we built fences,
sentences,
without you,
were never complete.

But you had to slip away.
I could no longer be in your insecure arms, crushing my heart further.
I could no longer stay,
or fantasize my day away like there's no other,

You never had faith in us.

And here you're within reach, it's a matter of few words and a click, or probably just a wink,
and we would walk hand in hand, like before, singing, whistling, and reminiscing. I'd pretend to whisper in your ear only to kiss you. My hand is in a tight grip never to let go. I loved you, I loved you and I'd kill for you but I never understood your ways of hurting me was your shield and sword.

It's fair if I don't think or even accept,
or invite you back into my heart that's been well-kept.
I have loved you in the past and everything shall stay in the past,
kept deep in the chest.

-Juria

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