The Questions

How can I think when my brain filled with preassures…?
How can I see when my eyes filled with teardrops…?
How can I breath when my soul filled with pain…?

God,I’m so tired…If this is not the time,
Please let me take a rest for a while…
Please heal my wounded soul…
And wake me up when the storm is over…

I really miss you…

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