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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 | 𝐈'𝐦 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐞

Its has been long enough
Keeping and holding this inside me
I can't even share or express myself
Because when I did; all I receive is blames
I'm sorry I can't hold this anymore
I'll loosen up my grasp; slowly giving up
I smiled bitterly because 'I'm done'
"I'm done pretending that I'm fine"

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