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Saturday, 3 September 2016
Death.
Death is so strange,
yet excruciatingly simple.
And I thought there is nothing I can't get over with.
Nothing I can't run away from. Nothing I can't win over.
But then there was death.
Hellishly scary, inevitable death.
There's just nothing left to do once it happens.
Everything's left so plain, so blank, so empty.
And you're just there,
lying, unable to understand how universe works,
and in pain.
-Fa
Everything is never how its supposed to be.
You should be here right now
but you're not.
But then,
the kids on the other side
of my universe
should be dying of hunger either.
Wives should not be beaten over
by their husbands.
Tears shouldn't be such a waste.
Emotional abuse
should never have been a thing.
Innocence should never
have gotten extinct.
Love should still be alive.
So heck,
with you being all
sweet and present.
Everything is never
how its supposed to be.
Fa
You are it.
It just hurts sometimes
to know how effortlessly
you have moved on from this world
that I still live in.
And how you have made your own little universe
that I am not even a part of.
It makes me feel so left out and alone.
And I can't even get back at you
by making a new life for myself.
Because you are it.
You are all I have.
You are my world.
So instead, I just lay here in the dark,
and wish that I were more important.
Fa
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