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Sep 2023
We don’t cry ourselves to sleep
we turn the page and move on
we laugh, we sing, we dance, we brawl

And continue like nothing is wrong
because we are the ones who get to live
while others died, not letting it be in vain

We write new chapters, open another book
and that’s how we start all over again
it’s simply the only way we know how

Sometimes we may drown for a while
but the tears come as fast as they go
minutes later we wipe away all of the hurt

But we don’t forget the dead
every step we take, we take them with us
while we continue to stay in the game

We have lost without getting lost
we crawled ourselves out of the depths
and took no skeletons with us back up

Inspire those still blind, clueless or in denial
we didn’t survive, we accepted and understood
instead of holding on to what is already gone

Experienced the pain, and continued the same
celebrate ourselves even if nobody can see
and get ready for another one of life’s rounds

Until we say our own goodbyes and leave
when it’s our turn to be mourned
carrying on the cycle of never-ending grief
devi
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