last

i can't contemplate
of what was inside my little heart
all along the weeks and days
i've been through this posting

today was nothing like what i've imagined
for the rest of the weeks
if i could pick a song to it
it would definitely bad day by daniel powter
maybe i was hormonal
or how my defence mechanism inflicted
entangled with green-eyed jealousy out of nowhere
and here comes the gushing massive flood of tears
when there was really nothing to sob of

in spite of the excruciating mere lunatic heart throbbing
pain scene whereby i played the main role
definitely there'll be blessings in disguise
i just have to buckle up, picking up the rest of courages that remained
unseen but intact
unapparent but true
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today
marked the end of my orthopaedic posting
and so does my feeling