DistressedA Poem by socioPAThAfraid of sincerity, afraid of uncertainty, afraid of facts, there are a lot of things that lack. So broken inside, the pain poisoning the mind, taken for granted, it's always a bad end. How to not worry? How to not be weary? How to be happy? How to breathe freely?
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Added on March 17, 2016 Last Updated on March 17, 2016 AuthorsocioPAThParañaque City, Manila , PhilippinesAboutOld enough to know better, too young to care. I am a Micawber. more..Writing
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