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Words
Still with a big fat smile
on my face,
I narrate a melancholy
in my words
And they read it
as normally a verse..
It's a gift given by the pain
And a way to fill the void again
That's been caused
so long ago
when I used to spend
all night crying
without anyone knowing
saying that I'm fine
during the daytime..
Those screams of resentment
are anyways gone now
But they left
their grief behind
for me to imbibe it.
And I gathered them
into my words
which they read
as normally a verse..
on my face,
I narrate a melancholy
in my words
And they read it
as normally a verse..
It's a gift given by the pain
And a way to fill the void again
That's been caused
so long ago
when I used to spend
all night crying
without anyone knowing
saying that I'm fine
during the daytime..
Those screams of resentment
are anyways gone now
But they left
their grief behind
for me to imbibe it.
And I gathered them
into my words
which they read
as normally a verse..
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