Diary by Annz

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is it really easy to breath?
to live?
to forget?

does it ever been easy?

has it ever been better?
greater?
best?

NOPE

it is not.

since you left,
it's been worse and worser and just goddamn 
worser!

bullshit.

i'm telling this,
not to express that i miss you (well dum if i done)

no,
but it hurts as fuck.

i want to erase you.

do you understand?

you hurt me the way it shouldn't,
but fuck you did it!

why everything have to happened that it makes me feel wronged?
to breath,
to live,
to act,
like i'm alright?

this is mean,
too much to handle.

this is too much,
makes me lost faith.

no kidding, (lol)
i lost it.

O' Allah, never put me in this matter,
i know you'll make it alright!

YET,

there's you!

making it darker, worser and never better.

why,
you born imperfect?
you've slipped your brain?

shit,
what am even wrote?

i ran from emobitxh,
to such a bitch in milisec.

i have bipolar.

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2/6/20
1:47p.m.