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noha

3 months ago

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my hand hurting
i was empty
years back

giving a lot
with no regret
chasing
trying
sweating
for nothing but
your accept

could be numbers or nice word
that break my sheild and my heart

i couldn't see what i have
and why they like
what i don't like
nothing important
if my eyes are blind
if your words
is all i have

and my words not here
where did i disappear
and that beat
for what my heart beat ?

i grow drawing flowers
that child knows
the flower grows
and picked
when it didn't bloom
and i was sad
and they were laugh
nothing true
until you let me
be ,
the artist that i wish for
not for money
not for you
only
let me be happy
just let me be ..

© noha

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