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I beg you to stop sleepwalking in my dreams! Your once unfamiliar face keeps on popping up like a surprise. I tried to shove your ghost into the darkness, into the abyss of my subconsciousness but you keep on escaping with the ladder my heart made. I vowed not to ever think of you again - to make you a stranger once more. But the heart is cruel, It plays and gambles until I lose to it. This heart is very cruel indeed.
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 7:25 PM UTC
Cruel indeed
I beg you to stop sleepwalking in my dreams! Your once unfamiliar face keeps on popping up like a surprise. I tried to shove your ghost into the darkness, into the abyss of my subconsciousness but you keep on escaping with the ladder my heart made. I vowed not to ever think of you again - to make you a stranger once more. But the heart is cruel, It plays and gambles until I lose to it. This heart is very cruel indeed.
sha-florencio
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 7:25 PM UTC
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