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Jul 2019
Every drop of one's tears,
contain thousands of emotions.
Left dried up by one's pillow every night,
lips that are bitten so sobs won't come out.
Just so no one will hear,
that something is wrong.

Swallowed by one's own swirling emotions,
is like being drowned to the deepest part,
making you unable to cry out for help,
and all you can do is cry and cry and cry.
Twaffle
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Twaffle  17/F
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