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Jun 2020
Here I go again.
The pressure slowly rises
While teasing back to the times of old.

Times of excitement
Times of ease
Times of happiness

But the happiness fades,
As the darkness sets in.
The pain grows stronger,
As the weight piles on again

Here I go again,
Countless nights of lost sleep,
As those thoughts slowly creep back in

I lay here, petrified
With tearful eyes
And Emotions running high

Reminiscing in the past,
Only in regretful moments.
Thinking of the future,
Only images of despair.

How much longer do I have to pretend?
Is it all really worth it in the end?
Written by
Pman  M
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   Bogdan Dragos
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