Sipher

  Maybe this time I have gone too far. As of now, I don’t believe in small cuts anymore. ... In a single blow, want to cut out your heart, which has any kind of feelings for me. ... Want to tear down all the walls along with its cobwebs Want to devoid any politeness in your voice Want to remove distractions projected by your words Want to unhide pain in your eyes ... Once you shred all that, I want you to cut the heart out of me, which has no feelings for you. ... Maybe this time I want to go far enough, to the point of no return.