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Aug 2017
at that last 30 seconds,
I watch how it ended,
the walls of my heart shattered like glass,
and flooded by streams of blood.
constantly feeling the pain,
choking me from the inside.
unable to breathe and to see

darkness creeping in,
monsters going out of you
can't help but embrace
to feel and let it in
in a doomed world where my light has gone
it was catastrophic and melancholic
with you now I can't hold
won't trade any story for our history

We could've shown them
The world of lilac and yellow
How the world stops to spin
But at the last 30 seconds, it broke the grip
Twelve
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Twelve  23/M/Philippines
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