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Friday, March 15, 2019




I do not know,
If you died or are alive
Maybe you're still wandering
Somewhere in this world


As the sun sets and disappears
My heart snores in pain
Everything was for you
Useless prayers,
Restless nights,
And wordless poems.


Even the white dress I wear
and Intense fire, burnt in blue
Everything was for you
Nobody made you happy
Nobody hurt you!.
To forget everything,
Someone keeps forcing me...

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