Dear Self,
Stop living like this
Aren’t you tired of this pain
Stop crying like this
Aren’t you tired of living in fear
Stop dreaming like this
Aren’t you tired of waking up in sweats and tears
Stop holding your breath
Aren’t you seeing the blood draining from your face
Stop holding on to him
Aren’t you seeing he drifted away
Stop being naïve
Aren’t you seeing you are no longer the same.
Sign,
Your dearest old friend
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Author:
Clary BeFree (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Great read...x
thank you.
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