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Jul 2019
My hands are trembling
My mind is shaking
My soul is crumbling

I'm a roses who was bloom in the middle of desert
Slaying yet enchanting

" Do you know how does it feel when you know that you're breathing but not alive? "
They keep laughing toward me

No, i'm not joking
Why do everyone keep laughing?
I'm here almost dying to stay alive meanwhile they are laughing on my life

Sorry
I have to say this but i'm a broken soul who is fight for my life
Written by
Monica  F/Indonesia
(F/Indonesia)   
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