Perplexity💬
DILAMME
I lived in days I regretted waking up
I died with no mourns
And rose to no joys
I lost in battle fields
And still wore my fighting armor
I lost myself when I needed me
I tested tears till empty glands
And still cherised what I had
I was filled with gratitude always
For I never received it
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Just a day when this little dreamer feels the weight of the world press down on her
carrying the crown she never asked for like a punishment of her existence
Wishes turn to raps with no instruments and the desire to bury her emotions becomes unbearable
Her own thoughts become too loud for her own mind to handle
Prayers appear like whispers she’s trying so hard to make sure they are heard
Her eyes forget to cry even when her soul has been shattered and pieces collected and disappeared
