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Loose Rope

I mourn for today, for it was my lost.
And for it I kept on blaming myself, without a single solution.

Hanging on a loose rope.
Where both ends used to be hold on tight for dear life, and now it seems like one has let that go.

If there was a day I needed you to make me feel better - or even just okay- then surely it's today.

Because today, well, it has been a bad week.
It was those bad days where everything feels wrong because nothing went right.
Also it was one of those bad days that forms a crack.
The kind of day you get bad news and know - or at least kept thinking- that more bad days lie in wait.

It was one of those days you're afraid is only the beginning of whatever is going to break.

But then again, as much as I hope you to, it was my fault for the bad days.
Sadly enough, what victim would embrace the suspect after the deeds are done.



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