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Nov 2024
Emotionless eyes that have the colour of wind, looking in mine...killing me from inside.
Why do I feel so tired all the time?
Seeing everything you do, being blind.

Fearing your unstable mind, destroying mine.
Whispering in my ear: 'Deny'.
The sadness oh the sadness...comes and goes flood tide.

Going insane, stuck in an endless cycle trying to get outside.
Going through my anguished brain, anger and hate taking over leaving sorrow behind.
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Şenay
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