Love, Pain & Poetry [✓]

D u m m y

The worst thing about living is

sometimes you wish you didn't

sometimes you want to disappear

and mostly because you couldn't

You couldn't live a life for them

for their selfish reasons and acts

to be the best for their images

that doesn't get worse than that

And what an epic failure

you are to fall with gravity

a given flaw, a malfunction

curses takes place rapidly

The feeling of despondency

took turns with your flowing blood

agony, not in death

but in the midst of giving up

They care if you are hurt

you are the dummy, dummy

you need to be unblemished

to function perfectly

A place of love is not what you need

but only in the arms of freedom

eyes on you, confined on defeat

an escape that cannot be done

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