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Dec 2018
In my strangest dream,
I can hear myself calling out,
I rush and rush,
But cannot find a way.
I look around,
I see all kinds of nostalgic colours.
I feel the gentleness wrapping around me,
Taking away the coldness in my heart.
I fall for this ecstasy,
Drowning myself in something that will never last.
But it is okay,
Because you know what,
I know I will be fine.
After waking up from this,
I will still be able to see the sun smiling down at me.
The most difficult thing after a break up is to completely move on. The feeling of insecurity if you let go of the sweet feelings but i have learned my lesson to never cling on them for too long. It will drive you mad.
Nissa
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Nissa  24/F
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