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Sad,poem

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english poems poetry random thoughts unspoken

Sorry I'm dying
Yet I'm still smiling
Yes yes I'm going to die
Don't worry about me I don't want you 
to cry

Don't get me wrong ,
I love you but I'm not that strong,
I'm not fund of crying but I'm hurting,
I'm not weak so I keep fighting.

I'm in too much pain,
I still fight until I can,
You can't do anything,
Besides I'm dying.

You wanted me to be cured 
your scared for my life and you cared 
All of this ive been through 
Sorry I'm living you
But always remember this I love you 
~'~~~~~'~~~~~'~
My second poem yiee
Love love
What if ayan ang tanong na gumugulo sakin ngayon hay 
Pero pano kung mamatay na talaga ako but I'm thankful I'm not ill
Thankful I'm not sick
WHAT IF
SO MANY WHAT IFS
UGH I HATE THIS FEELING

July/15/2016Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang

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