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Feb 2021
Sun was created for burning herself
she does not mind about her body being scorch
In day and night, her flame pierces my rib
Bestowing warmth inside my heart  

Still, I am sightless, ignoring her kindness
Wasting her pain in daily and call it edgy
Keep doing nothing unless loathing my flesh
Cursing my life because it doesn’t look like everybody

Yet sun never get mournful
She keeps burning her flesh
Resembles as her flame
her hopes for me never slake

Shame on me
Shame on me

Mom, I am sorry
Rahameem
Written by
Rahameem  27/F/Indonesia
(27/F/Indonesia)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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