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Sep 2017 · 169
Hope
Kmood Sep 2017
All I want is to say goodbye.
All I want is just to die.
Happiness flirts with me,
Then turns it's back.
I've lost myself,
Will I ever come back?
Sep 2017 · 170
Rain
Kmood Sep 2017
My favorite sound, the fall of rain.
Beating down, echoing my pain.
Cold and wet,
I huddle in reluctant shelter
Praying this dark cloud will pass,
and I'll find my centre.

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