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02/09/2019 6:44 pm
A thousand death, but I'm still living.
After a million breaks, I'm still healing.
Preaching of hope but I'm still searching.
When would I meet the pretty phase I think about?
should I stop walking this route?
I want to tell you these feelings
just the exact way I feel them
but I can only assume you'll listen,
try or not to be empathetic,
even with the words to say, i'm epileptic.
I wish you could walk in my shoes
maybe then you'll have some clues
about those things that tear me apart,
those darts that pierce through my heart,
but then, you'll only have more reasons to depart.
I'm smiling but inside, I'm dying.
with this make up I glow
but the foundation is very miserable.
During the day I'm laughing
but in the corners of my room I'm crying.
I really wish there's someone i could show
but it'll only make me look vulnerable.
When would all these end?
The one before you promised forever
Why is this becoming a trend?
When would there be a lasting bond?
If there's someone listening, please respond
©Shomade Abdulazeez
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