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Poem #213

I will just shut down. Fake it ‘till you make it.
Maybe I’ll make the feelings go away.
On a rainy day and on a sunny day I’ll have the
same expression.
Nothing will touch me.
Nothing will bother me.
I’ll close my eyes at the sign of memories, I’ll stop
breathing when I feel a familiar smell next to me.
Fake it ‘till you make it all go away.
I’ll lock my soul in a safe place so that I can dust her
off anytime I need to pick up my pen.
Fake it ‘till you make it.
Fake it ‘till you make it.

5 replies on “Poem #213”

Sadly true 😞 but I think it’s an effort one can make to survive, because that feelings that insist to stay sometimes eating us up bit by bit 😢

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