This sadness....
This pain...
How I show through letters?
This pain inside my heart,
Leads me to a heart attack.
The pain circulate through vessels and veins
weakens my spirit,
burns my soul....
It is overgrowing,
Hence,
Every minute, every second,
I'm burning alive in a cemetery.
Love sick is a fatal disease.
No one help to this poor creature,
I'm the one who made this &
I should solve this alone...
The person I loved the most,
Neglects me as a dust...
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