Pressure killing me now
Are you happy if I die
Are you content if I cry
Please I need someone to listen on my vow
Stop stop stop this pain
Wound heals itself
But Tears can't fade by myself
Now I want to take rest on this vain
Worthless tears for lesion
Burden some, knife making my life
Back to the world that give me no right
Equanimity will be my lead to passion
Bendigedig will rid of the knife
Retreat to the sphere of human to fight.
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My Creation
RandomMy Creation That helps me to let out all shit words inside my head, and make it to aesthetic piece of poem or spoken FOR ME. I made I create my own world So that i can breath and feel safe Warm and not suffocate I share my adventure to you Hope tha...
