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I write when I'm sad
That's how I express myself
When things go bad

My piece is my sanctuary
Where I rest my heart when it's weary
I just let it out to free all my worries

And let my ink cry out my pain
Cuz no one can understand me
Besides my paper and pen

I just wanted to be happy
But it seems happiness
always wants to go away

I wanted to love, And to be loved
But every time i do, It always hurts me so
So I'd rather be alone and focus on my poem

Maybe through this piece I’m writing
I will meet someone with the same thinking
And maybe that person becomes my everything
                           -  Neonblue -

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