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Jun 2015
02:15...
I'm in My (hospital) bed..
I being the patient giving birth to the new me.
Thoughts raging & tearing my soul apart, waiting to be freed.
There's no doctor in sight. No.
He took off with my heart.
Leaving without having done his duties, he used to call them promises.
Now I'm colder than the air outside, losing my breath & sense of feel..
Maybe death shall take me & then I shall dwell anew in another realm.
Death take me so the new me shall come to life.
We tend to forget that every ending is in fact a new beggining. My most recent break-up was the most difficult to go through & get over but I concured. Through words, I found the meaning of me & everything else. It'll end but it doesn't mean that's the end of you. :)
Basetsana Mabelane
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