Untitled Poem by Fidaa Bellassoued

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Today again I open my eyes..
my heart's hurting
slow beats, painful
Right! this feeling I'm so familiar with
Even so, I get up and go on..
Pretending that I am living!
Doing what I should
Until I give up
Late at night.
I lay.
I fall.
Deep sleep.

Wednesday, November 24, 2021
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