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Mar 2020
Help me
Because the world
Is turning grey.
The color
Once so vibrant
is seeping out
And leaking into our graves.
Love is fading
And hope is too.
Feelings are being buried
So far beneath the surface.
Beauty is pain
And pain is beauty.
Even if it hurts
I don’t want all my pain
To be gone.
I want my emotion,
Even if it kills me.
Written by
Malia  16/F/Stuck in my home :p
(16/F/Stuck in my home :p)   
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