it hurts.
it hurts everywhere,
and I don't know how to describe this pain.
I don't want to talk to anyone,
nor do I want to be alone.
I don't want to be sad,
but I can't stop thinking of things that make me sad.
what this feeling is,
I don't know how to describe.
I also don't know when I will come out of this.
what I do know is-
no matter how alone I want to be,
being lonely will kill me.
I am not that strong too face this alone.
I am not that strong to go through this without another soul.
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YOU ARE READING
it hurts sometimes.
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