Muted Thoughts-_-

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Can't express,
Can't repress,
Don't know how to cope
This feeling is so serious
Want my death with a rope.

Can't tell,
Can't fell,
In this big pit of life
It seems so alienated
Want my death with a knife.

Can't soften,
Can't harden,
Want it just to tear
It felt so high and low
Want my death with a shear.

Words are the only one who can express,
They are the one who can tell
What to feel, what to not
Just let me be, it will be better by thought.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 05, 2017 ⏰

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