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May 2018
Clock, you hear yourself ticking into a thrice morning cry?
Be ashamed.
Be very ashamed.
Aren't you shameless for my heartbeat mimicry?


Clock, do you see yourself in the mirror?
Be embarrassed.
Be very embarrassed.
Aren't you embarrassed at the dawn of this quarter-faced horror?


Clock, do you need to tingle my body?
Be abashed.
Be very abashed.
Aren't you abashed for keeping conscience awake in my body?


Clock, did you need to greet the morning thrice?
Be disconcerted.
Be very disconcerted.
Aren't you disconcerted to be lying not once, not twice, but thrice?


Yes, Clock. You.
Stop pointing your finger in a second
Stop depending on opinions in second
Stop and stand still
    Face where your seconds are due.
Hello, poetry.
It's been a long time since. I know I'm pathetic wishing for people to pay attention to my 3 A.M efforts which extended to a 4 A.M. If you're reading this note by chance, I just wanna say thank you for noticing my efforts- useless or otherwise. Ah well, I'm still not good at writing long pieces = (
Jeopardised Plain Jane
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Jeopardised Plain Jane  F/Imprisoned by life
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