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May 2018
Standing there in the middle of the plains,
Looked up, nothing but pain,
But then, it started to rain,
Rain of past memories which I stained,
There's no hope for reminisce,
All there is nothing but peace,
Regrets on which I dwell,
Fell into a bottomless well,

Felt insecure,
Never was pure,
Started to think,
Lost the health of pink,
Stopped thinking,
Time started freezing,
Then it paused,
Thanks to the unknown cause,
Not really sure what triggered me...
Mohd Izzudin
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Mohd Izzudin  15/M/Shah Alam
(15/M/Shah Alam)   
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