The After Time
The voices of others were becoming noises day by day.
Even if I wanted to be alone there was no way.
All were happy but I felt betrayed.
Although life was stable and good,
But that scar made me cry each day.
I never felt this in my life and want to heal with time, but can't because I can't leave him behind.
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