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 Aug 2019 writerReader
Jermon
Did you buy the air for money, perhaps?
Or your lungs by labour?
Why is it that you feel entitled to be privileged to live, yet you
Deem for me no worth of life?

Was it not the same God that gave you the air and the lungs to breathe it by?
Then why do you consider the ground you tread deserving of my blood sacrifice?

Why is it that you feel entitled
To live,
While me,
To die?

In God's realm there is no majority nor minority,
Only that there is the one who hoarded pleasures,
And the one who was robbed of it.
And one day,
One day,
You will answer for why you thought the lungs and air
You and I got for the same price
Was only worthy of yourself.
03.06.2019
Again, the plight of the Uighur, Rohingya, Syria, Yemen and Palestine etc, does not cease in torture. (Also, I am back from a half-year long writer's block, guess I lost the inspiration and passion, and eventually interest).
You can't prevent counter attack
But you hurt,
You break into pieces and
Scatter apart.

I had a key of happiness of
Golden color,
You blind thought it fire
What a satire!

I give you pitch darkness
Keep it in mind,
Moon is smiling on my lips
Leaving torment behind.

Will you give me pain?
So easy?
I can only give and don't take
Freakish and crazy.

I tolerate and love blue pain
Out of fun,
Cup of poison becomes wine
In the long run.
It still feels like a dream,
When dreams come true.
Feels like i am still dreaming.
That girl, who hides her true self behind those lies.

That girl, who is criticized everytime she tries to rise.

.

That girl, who calls herself smiling queen but never truly smiled.

That girl, who loves to enjoy but never enjoyed.

.

That girl, whose feelings are still unspoken.

That girl, who is completely broken.

.

That girl, who hurts herself when she gets frustrated.

That girl, who was betrayed by the one whom she trusted.

.

That girl, who shares her happiness but never showed that she is in pain.

That girl, who is a little stupid and insane.

.

That girl, who wants to shout but tries to control.

That girl, who is a 15 year old broken soul.

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That girl, who always shows that she is happy.

That girl, is none other than ME....
A broken soul.
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