The silence in the room,
Deafened me in my room,
The brightness from the sun,
Blinded me from the start of the fun.
I braved the dark,
That feared me on the mark,
I lost the treasure,
That I had in pleasure.
The excitement is getting to me,
The high hopes sets me flying,
The plunging disappointment,
The pain from all the falling.
Stop saving me,
From this death,
Stop my breath,
From staying alive.
-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts
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