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 Jul 2020 Stephen Star
Daniel
I have never thanked you,
for the conversations.

I have never thanked you,
for the smile.

I have never thanked you,
for asking me how i'm really doing.

I have never thanked you,
for staying alive.

Thank you,
thank you.
 Jul 2018 Stephen Star
Ann
warm sunny days. your lips brushing past mine.
            the feeling of the familiar warmth
                     the wind softly blows
                                  and
                              your eyes
                              your smile
                              your laugh  
                                   &
                                 you

                         just makes me feel
                             so complete.
love feelings adult life thoughts inner happiness
 Jul 2018 Stephen Star
fux
I hope that I could be again,
The one guy that you love,
I hope that I can breathe again,
Next to your heart beating soft,
I hope that I can see again,
The little sparks in your eyes,
I hope that one day I will see you,
Whole dressed in white.
 Jul 2018 Stephen Star
Ann
I’ve waited for you,

  for

          so

                        long.


i’m tired now. but I hope
one day you remember me.

all those,


                                efforts

               ­ texts,

calls.
 Jul 2018 Stephen Star
muhdzaim
Dear myself,
Why I can't feel anything?
There's pain but
I feel like  i'm "immune" to it,
I feel like i am addicted to that,
and love to play with it.

Dear myself,
Why I can't see anything?
I lost in the dark pitch world.
I am so "lonely".
Sometimes i feel like i'm "drowning",
and sometimes i feel like i'm "falling"
Every time i tried to reach for a "thing" to hang on,
I couldn't find any "thing".

Dear myself,
Why nobody heard my "whine"?
Helplessly crying and whining.
Why nobody "saw" me?
Maybe there's no door open for me
and no window for me to "face" the light.

Dear myself,
Why keep hiding from the "crow"?
Why keep crying "soundlessly"?
All the "dark" bruises and scars never leave,
Not even once to relieve.

I beg to myself,
Please hold my "hand",
Do not avoid me,
Please give me a chance to walk,
to show a grin and see the light,
Please do not "delete" me,
I know you still love me
.
.
.
.
.
Even I am you,
with all the "begs",
and all the "rainbow" dreams,
You know what you want to say,
"It's alright".
okay this is all about between my fake self and true self. feel like every time i want to change to my true self, i will said " its alright" or "maybe next time" .

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