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i feel, more than most do but what can i do? i want to show them feelings too and not even going to loo helps me relax people say "chillax bro why are u so tensed up???" but i am relaxed, more than the love dove they say i look sad and that they feel bad when they look at my face well i say that i can't show my feelings that's why i write that's why i fight with myself, two sides within me one trying to numb me down, one trying to feel usually the first side is winning since the beggining of time a lot of emotions unexpressed a lot of words unsaid and here i lay them words -yakaa: jujaa

don't cry oh my dear heart and even though the tear flow has stopped it still hurts deep inside cause my time for tears has clocked out and all that remains are the watery eyes that stop the flow of salt water and looks at the dark skies before dawn and after dusk for some answers and i found a ray of hope sorry, i meant my promise long forgotten and i'm heading down the stream with no future scope of anything hell not a soul to be seen there my future and as for now, no living beinghas been able to break that barrier except some that stops the tears in its tracks maybe some dead will do the trick it always did maybe some day some hope will slip out of the grasp of the hands of fate but for now thats still in debate and now i am a dark candle -yakaa: jujaa (a memory of the past along with the hope of future. p.s. no rhyme was delebrate. i didn't run out of rhymes)

i used to think that the world stinks that there were only two colors and i used to curse the dark side untill i fell into it, still i saw the light that was hidden from my sight for years that i spent there the only thing left was that i still cared for everyone else except myself, it was a fact hard to accept till one day a pinch_of_hope came and things never were the same and then after a while, it left but i was safe that saving gave me a purpose that is to help who curse life, those who have second doubts within themselves, those who spout curses from their mouth and just when i was about to go to my black and white world i met promise which brought colors to my otherwise grayscale life and gave me a reason to fight for a cause -yakaa: jujaa #promise(gave me a reason to fight against my own demons. thats why i love this moron) #pinch_of_hope(rescued me from my demons once. damn i miss this idiot) #khyampwa(had my back in all those years when i was loos...