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Have you ever felt
in the morning
You feel waking up
but
Your eyes are closed
and
Suddenly all you can think of
is
There is no one to trust anymore
except
Yourself...
and
You finally transform
into
Yourself...
For the ignorance they gave you
For the hurt they caused you
There's nothing better now
to be by
Yourself...
Thursday 4th March 2021 10:54 am
I Don't Belong
The evening, the cold, the rain
The lost, the pain, chained
My grief, your game, explained...
A subtile combat
Drained...
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February 2021
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