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Misunderstood
The rain slides off my hair, soaking me wet. The sky seems to be crying over me, I don't care. In the middle of nowhere, without no soul to speak with. Should I embrace my fear? Tears are coming, though not mine. But I await my fate, inpatient for all to end, not worried for ones deathly drop. I never had my laughing days on this smiling planet, nor smiled at gracing sunsets. No need for me to be where I have my wrongly self being, in a world that doesn't want me in it! Can't I be free? escape, without it not labelled a sin? My words doesn't breach a sound! Am I bound to disappear with just one argument? I now don't feel the need to fear, useless waste from above. But I do regret for what soon my breathless body didn't become, maybe in the end it'll turn out to be all I was. They will finally see, a lost poet. Instead you'll be seeing tears in my lifeless eyes, like fallen old crusty papers, with no expressions, nor emotions of any kind that suits your almighty mind, for ever no sense. Throw away my heart and mind into dark flames of hell! Feel my fury from the heat of not understanding! All vanished within my last dying breath. Don't cry for me, cry for yourself. Dead writing, like me forever, I was........ Misunderstood.
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