I turned burnt pages of
my lost life again and again....
Searching for some brightness ..
to lead me out of ........
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Stranger to myself
PoezieA dark night with not a sight around. I still felt nothing ,just a dying heart that I think already somewhat dead . I just like a sorrowless soul wandering around in this whole world of mine that was just surrounded by me. Every single person left...
Regret
I turned burnt pages of
my lost life again and again....
Searching for some brightness ..
to lead me out of ........
