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I use poem as coping mechanism to the world craziness, Just like how heart and head is.

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by betweenthedoors

by betweenthedoors

I'm so proud of myself lately,

"Why?" You asked,

I lose so much,

So much that I felt alone,

Just me and the darkness of what's lies ahead,

Which make me scared as hell,

But I did lose myself,

For something that I wish and prayed so hard for,

At the end of the day,

You get up,

Move forward,

But beware,

The past like to play with our head.