I hope that if I sleep
This pain would fade away
Im too tired to accept the fact
The fact that cause this pain
I dont know what to do anymore
I just want to sleep
Count a hundreds of sheep
Cuts on my lower lip
Can't hide this feeling
You that I keep missing
Late night talks
Talking and laughing
Fvck memories
What a sh*t of bliss
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A Soulmate Who Wasn't Meant To Be
Poetry"And everything went pale when we decided to distance ourselves with each other."
