Waking up in the morning
Hoping for a day very shining,
A consistence activity my tears let
Is to make my pillow wet?

Every minute thinking of your dump
Trying to extract my life of joy,
From the things which fill throat with lump
But pulling again, memories of that boy.

Gone from the life, but coming in dreams
Often his face makes me screams,
Thought’s of yours, persuade my mind
All that you did, for that now I am bind.

Love in the breaths, of yours I felt
Drowning in your lies and all your feelings fake,
Free zed my life, was like ice cream which melt
Moving on from you, now I need to awake.

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