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Heartstrings

Updated: Jan 17, 2025





By Reeni Merlin Roy


The tremble in my fingertips

While penning my red thread of fate

Echoing the attempt in feeling everything


Like a veteran palette

Splattered on my fingers 

I see hues of red, brown and black


Tears unstopping, the wailing never ceasing

Making me wonder of an if

A mourning for the dying embers of my cremated soul.


By Reeni Merlin Roy






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