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Nov 2020
Its begin with an action,
Start with the strongest grip
and hold on to it for a long time.
As much I want to stay strong,
I do feel out of energy and shaking sometimes ha ha.

Wearing a lot of covers,
Layer after layer
hiding all the bruises very well,
Till the day all hits me,
Torn my covers to shred,
I feel so weak naked.

Today is the day,
I've lost my grip,
Feel so weak and lost,
I am alone with a few voice playing,
Couldn't resist less to write it down
To let the thoughts fly and go away,
Then hold onto it over and over again.
With a new thick cover I am wearing.
muhdzaim
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muhdzaim  24/M/Malaysia
(24/M/Malaysia)   
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