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Sep 2018
Everyone have their own problems
but they seem so happy...

is happiness fake?

feels torturing to smile
feels like a burden to live
to cut a smile on my face
something’s wrong with me
with this fainted heart
it’s... so...
confusing
what is wrong with me?
my frail heart can’t carry this weight
just... wait...
for me
i... will be there soon.
a poem written by Joshua and I :D
Written by
a M b 3 R  14/F/Singapore πŸ‡ΈπŸ‡¬
(14/F/Singapore πŸ‡ΈπŸ‡¬)   
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