A set of heavy bags,
rendered just above the spine of my back
causing an ache on my neck
a never-ending disease.
A stack of complex notion,
placed inside my head
causing a terrible pain on my temples
in the middle and all over.
A feeling so weaking,
depressing, and deafening
dragging each cell
to break one by one.
Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 8:27 AM UTC
A set of heavy bags,
rendered just above the spine of my back
causing an ache on my neck
a never-ending disease.
A stack of complex notion,
placed inside my head
causing a terrible pain on my temples
in the middle and all over.
A feeling so weaking,
depressing, and deafening
dragging each cell
to break one by one.
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