shouldn't be the one to have careless at all?
Just like I don't care for all worst surrounded
Million of needles can prode inside
Prevalence of pain can make me churlish.
I didn't mean it to taste like one chisel
Small portion spreading it in a whole of me
In a part of me that already gave its time to look back at my self.
I refuse emptiness, their such a space running out of details ain't used and nothing
The cold trouble of wind blows to my body
I feel suffocating.
Through the pain keeps holding on
No warmth can fill me in to cover up
And save, Haven't spare of embracing to keep me safe.
Falling teardrops is my lean
Anger, betrayal, Rejections all of that got showers me, all of that got cost of negativity
And all of that got darkened my pathway.
The bling of my mascara disguising underneath of true expression such the bling
Shines through out the day and serve smile to keep impressive.
In my entire life I wish I had a perfect moment to keep myself productive as well
But the part of living is not all about perfect for everything.
Keeping to be perfect is not a sense to make us happy I'd realize all of the pressure in every moment is barely courage to face at all.
Thought I find the way to reach the pulse of my peace.
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