Rhythm Read Count : 9

Category : Poems

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Thinking 

Hardly breathing 

Sweating a lot

In the middle of night 

Living with nightmare 

While people never stopped to stare

I was writing my journal 

Wish to get my final

But I refused myself to live in denial

I'm the light

And you're my sight. 

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  • Jan 30, 2019

  • Jan 30, 2019

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