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This pain is still here.
Taking their chances to make me disappear.
And so, last message.
Dear Pain
Please sustain your plans to hurt me.
Let me feel the emptiness.
Let me be swept away by the waves of sadness.
I’m hoping a diver comes for the rescue.
But it's all a lie.
There is no "hope" in my mind.
I feel like I'm on the verge of acridity .
Every day.
It hurts so bad.
Sometimes,
Running in this torturous was very painful.
Cause it's like sticky fate.
Which cannot be separated.
I didn't ask "why".
I didn't find out either.
Just let this pain spreads to all the cells that I have.
Dear pain.
Do I proper to ask why you are exist?
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Well it's not the next episode of our Dawn Misery Poetries. It's just sometimes people need to talk and it's a side story that probably exist.
You know? The time when you run out of tears.
Instead shedding lot of tears, the hormone secretes a lot of adrenaline and cortisols.
I was an eater, but now it all just bitter.
I was alive, for a moment.
Never know someone would give me butterflies.
But, butterfly dies too, right?
Either its …
Its empty.
Everything is empty.
There’s nothing left more.
Hopeless, fearless, lifeless, and only weakness.
My path is empty, my eyes are blurry, cause of tears.
Even, when its run out.
This is something that never happened to me before.
And it repeats after it started.
The worst is I do ca…
Day by day it feels intricated.
It feels like carrying an endless burden.
Calling the rain.
To give my voice freedom to scream.<
This early morning dawn.
Spending time with insomnia.
Eyes are staring the slightly darkness of the dawn.
Head back to the ceiling full with a shadow and memories.
Is …
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