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Aug 2019
It is really hard
to breath
when
seeing you
with
someone.

I fled
and
lied in my
bed.

I cried
because of
how many times
I've already tried,
I am still tied;
tied in my own absurdity.

I am jester,
a jester who always
smile
even though
deep inside
I am suffering
indiscreetly.
never love someone who never loves you back, but I still loved her instead.
Ryan Joseph
Written by
Ryan Joseph  21/M/Catarman,Cordova,Cebu
(21/M/Catarman,Cordova,Cebu)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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