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Mar 17
From betrayal to white
pigeon, this was disaster. In tick tack
moment, you can fall apart.

Your ornaments, how
much you need? You were born
into hate. I am collecting your wounds.

You can **** yourself,
but love is stronger than the sun,
when you get a little kiss of immortality.
Written by
Satsih Verma
49
   Nylee
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