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I am always scared to my words,
Because if I did say something;
The goodness that I did do,
Turns out like I didn't did it.
That's my cycle in my life.
I am trying my best not to breakdown,
Because I don't want to.
I can't and shouldn't.
The negative thoughts keeps on whispering to me.
That.. You might disappoint again.
They keeps on whispering,
I am trying not to listen..
I always trying.
But it's always too late..
I just found myself seeing the disappointed look on their eyes.
I'm sorry, it's just me.
And again, the demon's win this battle.
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The Pain Will Gradually Diminish Through This Poem
PoesíaUnsaid thoughts that became a poem ahead. Cover is not mine, credits to the owner.
