During the day, when brightness occurs.
No one can see how my heart hurts.
Try to find love, but only in the dark.
Just to feel the hole in my heart.
It's hard to breathe in shallow air,
I try to run but no one cares,
I dry the tears, swallow my pride.
Just to find, inside I've died.
The hurt you feel when you're alone,
That's when a house becomes a home.
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The Dagger of my life.... Mercy
Poetryjust a bunch of poems i think of at random times
