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I write my poems to express
everything that I can no longer compress
It is the abstracts that makes my soul
heavy,for what it can no longer feel

I opened up my heart
and that's when everything fell apart
I guess I'm better off
not letting anyone know me
I'll stay low-key
but at the same time I'll be high-key

Hell through living a life
thinking of getting wounded by a knife
Maybe if I'm dead
or on my hospital bed
they'll realise that I'm tired
of giving apologies
of all sorts of lies

27/10/19
~peace_britz

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