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I see the future that I want, I feel the desperation of mine, I taste the bitterness of disappointment, I smell my failure to come, Last but not least, I hear myself being rejected...
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Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 9:37 PM UTC
Horrible senses
I see the future that I want, I feel the desperation of mine, I taste the bitterness of disappointment, I smell my failure to come, Last but not least, I hear myself being rejected...
melisseh
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Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 9:37 PM UTC
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