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#unlonely
Pillows getting tired catching teardrops Searched for boogeyman underneath, telling him to dry them this time Wondering how long this would last Shall I wait until the sun comes up? No one knew she's dying to die No one knew she's counting her breath No one knew she needed help But then, no one also knew she survived alone Drying up her own tears picking up her broken glass putting up a brave face She did not came out from a storm For she became one
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Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 11:05 AM UTC
One with the Storm