Lonely

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All those burdens
Opening the curtains
seeing the world to blurred in
Hot liquid streaming down on her cheeks
Saying, "I am tired of pretending to be okay."

Each gloomy night—she's sinking deeper into her thoughts.
Her mind is a cosmos
Yet she is voiceless

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