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Mar 2015
My sadness makes no sense,
Like what you said.
It's substandard
It's self-absorbed
It's not fine.

My cheerless comes from rejection
Rejection to accept me
To the world
From myself
I dread of rejection

My sadness secrete in my shadow
Behind my smile
Behind my laugh
Behind my happiness
This sadness is forbidden

My sadness comes from waves
i am drowning,
sinking,
but slowly dying
still smiling

This kind of sadness is verboten
So i covert
With my pen
And a paper
To write a poem

This sadness made a scar in my heart; a mark that will be remembered
And i'm sorry that this sadness hurt you, the way it hurt me.
Just like you, i hate this feeling overwhelming, and i'm sorry.

j.d.p
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