Sufferings , pains to be endured
With no hope of getting cured
Everyone else , rude and cold
Walking alone on life's road
In vain are all my worthless tries
To suppress my tears and my cries
I'm too sick of bloody lies
Beyond this despair I just can't rise
Words of people harsh and coarse
Egotists with voice rough and hoarse
How to set free from this paranoia's source?
This pinching ,piercing, killing remorse!
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Loved You to the Moon ( Poetry Collection)
PoesíaExperience the feelings of joy in love and then the journey to heartbreak's pain, in the form of poetry.
