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No One Feb 2019
Roses are not always red
Violets aren't exactly blue
Inside I know I'm dead
And I never show it to you

Your betrays, sins and lies
But I always wear my disguise
The day when tears fell from my eyes
I know I can never see the sunrise

Too many questions in my mind
For I am always the one who's left behind
Staring at everyone else while they're breathing
Asking myself why am I the only one who's drowning?

And now I'm lying in my bed
Praying if I am only be dead
This pain cannot hurt anymore
At the end, I decided to open the death's door
A poem from no one!

— The End —