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 Jan 2020 Norah
Laiba
Tired
 Jan 2020 Norah
Laiba
I'm tired
I am tired
Tried of everyone
And everything
 Jan 2020 Norah
Laiba
Guess what
 Jan 2020 Norah
Laiba
Guess what
I am so used to my nightmares
Everytime I wake up from one
I laugh at myself and go back to sleep
Only to return to the evil place
Back in my head
But it's okay
I am used to it now
I don't even unferstanf myself
 Jan 2020 Norah
danial
3AM
 Jan 2020 Norah
danial
3AM
on the loneliest of nights
the cicadas filled the silence

and when they go away
the thought of you sinks back in

love is clumsy
love is loud

and if this isn’t love
why can’t i hear anything else other than you

— The End —