feelings, piling up
it overflows
with words and tears
that she never knew
she could feel before

she plugs her ears
with melancholic tunes
and poetic phrases
to ease her mind
she has no clue

she can only buries it
with a straight face
and a numb heart
can’t even shed a tear
can’t even speak a word

she has no clue
she has no clue
she has no fvcking clue

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