Beside Me 


​If only my time was tranquil, 
I would have talked to myself.
Let unrevealed grief speak, 
Seek what instincts me. 
I wish you could take a break, 
Sit beside and listen to my siege.
The river of tears flow inside me,
See I inscribe these words of misery. 

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