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September 21, 2018

It never seems to fail

Each time I derail

I fall apart

in the end, the middle, even the start

It never matters the time

the dance ends in a rhyme

A slow movement into depression

And I am feeling like I need confession

Not becaue I have done anything wrong

Just simply because I am not that strong

I am never good enough

at least to be part of all your stuff

It just never fails anytime

I always end my emotions in rhymes

I shatter a million pieces apart

And it's because I am the one that broke my own heart