Cycle after cycle.
All these just keep haunting me.
I don't want to be like that ever again.
Enough of sleepless nights.
Enough of teary eyes.
Enough of thinking too much.
Enough of being a idiot.
Enough of everything.
Rid me off all these.
Thank you for making me struggle.
Thank you for making me cry.
I will be strong.
Is easy to hate.
Is harder to love me.
I am going to choose what is best for me.
No more influence from anybody else.
Tears... ...
Sorrows... ...
Everything... ... nothing.
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