How can I escape this reality?
How can I run away?
The truth are always chasing me.
I just wanted to be alone.Escaping reality is my best option but the truth are always chasing me.
I wanted to be happy;like I used to.
But that happiness are always ended. A temporary happiness.
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When Tounge Can't Speak
PoetryA masterpiece of mine;where I can't speak and my hands are shaking to write what's going on my mind.
