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Aug 6
I weep
For innocence taken
For dreams destroyed
For a family that is no more

I weep
For all that I gave
And never received
For all the times I killed myself
Over and over again

I weep
For all the times I sacrificed my soul
I weep today what I never had the luxury to mourn

It is a luxury to grieve

I weep
For a past of endless disappointments
I weep
As if it is all happening to me again

At this very moment
I weep
For my stolen childhood
I weep
For my repressed adolescence
I weep
For my invalidated wifehood
I weep
For all that couldve been and never was
At least this time I weep for me
Written by
Nightingale  Beirut
(Beirut)   
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