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Jul 2017
The rain pours unsteadily
Like how my tears do
Slowly and swiftly
Turning my days blue

The beats of my heart
Struggles to pace
Leaving me shattered
With a puffed up face

Sitting by the rear window
Glancing at the raindrops
Pouring tears inside
One slit and the blood drops

Slow breaths but still alive
A prescription to pain relief
Has plucked my senses
And refreshed my mind

Gone are the loved ones
As I remember and grief
Accidents happen rapidly
Leaving lives blown,
             like a quivering leaf...


©sim
Life is precious, be safe.
Suicide is cowardness.
Seema
Written by
Seema  41/F/Fiji Islands
(41/F/Fiji Islands)   
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