Category : Poems

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Tomorrow I will count 
How many times
 I cried, laughed, loved. 

 I have said many times that I will start over,
But here I am now in the same place,
 In the same way, drowning my memories.

  I couldn't run when others were doing it,
 I'm always late even when I meet my loved one,
 Many don't understand even if I explain, 
When my anxiety level rises I am left behind.