;story behind everything

;and there it comes, 
the feeling of being pushed
so hard, I fall, so hard
as wind blows my hair back.

;and there it comes,
salty water rolling down my eye
adding ‘something’ to this nothingness
of crushed emotions, sigh.

;and there it comes,
the fingers used to wipe it off
grown so weak, they’re strong
wafer love, break, shed, quaff

;and there it comes
all the vague, all the fake
knocking the nail in deeper
putting souls of beauty on stake.

Muskaan Sancheti

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