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Feb 2015
As i seat here,
With my morning coffee and breakfast,
Cramming to review to the subject I hate,
Doing things I don't actually like,
Accepting challenges that I have
No choice to reject.

Surviving with no purpose in mind,
Feeling empty inside
And couldn't escape from here.

I feel the whole world controlling me.

I asked myself,
        What have I become?
          What happened to the life I was supposed to live?
idyllicrainydays
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idyllicrainydays  MNL.
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