Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Others

The pain and sadness I once had,
through that madness,
as I attack the blackness.
I’ll move pass this.
Was just a hiccup,
I’ll pick myself up and start to fly.
Why did I even cry?
Come to think about it,
I have never even tried.
No message, no letter
to make one feel treasured.
Only pressure.
As i am an aggressor.
But more better than the
Others


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