It is beautiful to see them smile and laugh, but, at the same time, it is disgusting to see myself internally cry in their presence simply because I cannot be like them.
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Bleeding Blue
PoetryI do not see color anymore. I cannot love no more. I don't think I want to live furthermore. Genre: Poetry
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It is beautiful to see them smile and laugh, but, at the same time, it is disgusting to see myself internally cry in their presence simply because I cannot be like them.
