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  • Writer: Ceyda Güzelsevdi
    Ceyda Güzelsevdi
  • Nov 9, 2020
  • 1 min read

Back at it

Eyes straight at the darkest song

Tried to be the strongest

Weaks to be the ones I can't bear


The untrue words I feel sick to hear

All was against me

and no one but "I" was there


Loudest cries, strongest oaths taken

In this highway of shame

I, hereby, failed

Now all I want is to destroy them all

Gifted with the price to pay



 
 
 

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