remorse

The tears trickled again ..
The heart like a thorn pricked million ..
sick .. sick once ..
tenderness that can only kupendam always think to myself ..
I want to scream to release all the pain that I think ..
The liver is no longer able to accommodate all suffering ..
happiness when it comes??
when this misery end??
every night I could just cry and cry to forget all ..
I hope this suffering will end.

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