Started, finished and published on: 03/06/2020

I want to cut you out from my life,
From my memory, from my thinking.
But you're my past, it can't happen
I yeet away my tears by blinking.

The pain grows gradually
To the point I make another bruise
On my body so that i can feel numb.
It's been a year or two, still I'm not used.

Not used to the pain and suffering.
Me being friendly is internet, always buffering.
That's why I end up alone my room
And there are people who for little things show gloom.
-San B.
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