I'm crying
I feel like dying,
I need comfort
But nothing is sort.
I'm messed up
troubling to get up,
My feet is trembling
my heart is pounding.
Locked in darkness
can't find happiness,
I feel so breathless
I feel the emptiness.
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Poetry Collection
De TodoWriting is an art, pen is my sword and the speaker of my HEART. Because I can use it to MAKE YOU... or ...BREAK YOU...
