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  • My World Stopped at 10pm and My Sleep Will Never be the Same
    It's hideous, this feeling I've got.
    Like ropes intertwined, my tiny heart squeals in pain.
    But no one should know, no one should.

    You're gone like those dew in midday,
    or sands in seabed on high tide.
    But I should not scream
    and pretend that I'm alright. This is the last stop.
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