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by Starx
Rated: E · Poetry · Writing · #2217211
A poem i wrote long time ago about being unmotivated, because i was hurting.

I can't bring myself to get out of bed,
my aching soul just wants to dissapear,
the tiredness of my eyes craves some warmth
so finally they can close with a sense of calmness.

The burden on my heart is too heavy to bear,
I lug it eith me everywhere I go,
I tell myself that a happy heart still breaks,
and joy still has pain,
but even through it i can never rid it,
so please forgive me
I am feeling unimaginable sense of grief.

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