A/n: this little piece has been here since an hour had passed after it happened. I yelled. There was no response, no emotion, no explanation. There was nothing.
And an hour since then, there has still been nothing.
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It's been an hour
I stare at my screen
At your words,
holding my scream
Thinking words and
What will they mean
There's a pain
In my core
I don't have
The cure
And I can no longer
Take it any more
There's a hole
In my chest
A wound deeper
Than the rest
All I know is that
It's not cardiac arrest
I can't yell
I'm mute
With myself
In a dispute
Gun ready at
My head to shoot
When I'm out
In the street
I don't show
My defeat
All I do is
Move faster my feet
Every one
In a mile
Only sees
My fake smile
Not they know
I got sentenced exile
But I know
That I fake
I'm the one
At mistake
And the fact
I can't Forsake
So an hour since
I fake it to all
I cover the wounds
I got from the fall
I tell them I'm ok
And I stand tall
But they don't know
What's happening inside
That my heart was
Pulled outside
And the cutting board
It was put aside
—halaenoor
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