Poems made in my room #PrimoAwards 2018 #Obliawards2018

Blood sweat and tears

I touch my face
Where the blood sweat and tears met
I was wondering why
I suddenly cry

I faced the mirror
Facing my own reflection
As I face this humor
My feelings give me infections

I was in the middle of two things
Choosing betweens you and my family
It was so annoying
That I can't choose my destiny

I suddenly wipe my tears dry
There's must no reason to cry
I face this harmful life
Even it costs my life, I'll gladly die

Facing and being with you
Even it means betraying my own blood
I would gladly choose to
Get sad, get bad and get mad

-fictionwarriors
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