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Mar 2018
I was busy running away from pain,
That I forgot to see my lads soaking wet from painful rain,
I run, run, and didn’t look back.
That made the rain even worst and made a terrible crack.
I closed the door for the pain not to enter.
But forgot about the people who are my center,
I was too selfish for thinking about my own heart.
I was busy saving myself that people started to depart.
I was saving myself, yes!
But made a painful and terrible mess,
I didn't know how to handle it all,
I was trapped in my own dark whole.
Triciah Nadine
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Triciah Nadine  19/F/Philippines
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