Fear
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Poetry
Sometimes I feel like I'm dying. Everyone pushed me down. All I want is just trying to get up every time I fall. But, the thing is, the taste of fear in my heart is bigger than my guts to get up. I need a hand to pull me up from drowning in my fear.
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I've tried to release this pain in so many different ways; But writing about you seems to be one of my faves. I don't understand how I find closure When I know it only lasts until the poem is over. Somehow it feels like some sort of imaginary relief to my reality. As if, the pain I feel only exists until the words are free. I know how crazy it may seem Because the heartbreak will always be there; And I will never un-feel what you've done to me.

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