Random Ramblings: Push and Pull

We laid all our cards

No pretentions, no lies

Things vivid and clear

Now shuffled to a big mess

Our cards not dealing our fate

We poured our hearts

Open and freely

Expressing and feeling every emotion

Now were gushing and bleeding

Our hearts out of sync

We have become this vicious cycle

Of lightness and darkness

Happiness and sadness

Laughter and tears

From talking to unbearable silence

A constant push and pull

The tugging of strings

Is this what we have become?

The constant tearing

Breaking each other apart

(c) from the Random Ramblings of The Adventures of Pink Bonnet GirlĀ 

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