It's not that I don't have words for my sadness—in fact, I have a lot of it to describe such melancholy. It's just that I don't have the right amount of energy to share it to people. I don't really plan on keeping this to myself, but I don't have it yet—the courage to cry in front of people once I share it with fresh wounds that are still bleeding. I never want to heal on my own, I never plan to do it by myself—but my own words fail me once I try to say things about it. I currently don't have much to say for this emptiness I feel, but my tears has a lot to scream.

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