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In this lonesome night am sitting awake... With tension and stress creeping like snake... I wonder if gods are awake to listen to my pain... Seems each time I pray, it goes in vain... Sometimes, I hear whispers in the rushing wind... But it all comes down as drizzling rain... Perhaps it's too much for gods to handle... For once and all they to, cry seeing man's scandal... Time and again I teach myself to be strong... Not to break but push myself all along... Now it's time for me to lay down and rest... With open eyes I pray to be the best... As this time shall never come again... Of what I assume would obviously be the end... ©sim
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Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 5:52 PM UTC
Awake Assumption
In this lonesome night am sitting awake... With tension and stress creeping like snake... I wonder if gods are awake to listen to my pain... Seems each time I pray, it goes in vain... Sometimes, I hear whispers in the rushing wind... But it all comes down as drizzling rain... Perhaps it's too much for gods to handle... For once and all they to, cry seeing man's scandal... Time and again I teach myself to be strong... Not to break but push myself all along... Now it's time for me to lay down and rest... With open eyes I pray to be the best... As this time shall never come again... Of what I assume would obviously be the end... ©sim
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Seema
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41/F/Fiji Islands
Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 5:52 PM UTC
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