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May 2016
Blessed with this obsession
Cursed with my obsession towards others
Crushed by the people who laugh at us
But I’m caught in my obsession

I was born with compassion
I was cursed by obsession
As your fingers are toxic to my brain
My linger sticks on to your fingers

I wanted more than just this
But now I’m just crossing my fingers on this
Hoping that things will turn back around
But I’m caught in my obsession

This is definitely not my blessing
Because its to depressing
As you are keeping me from compressing all my love
But I’m caught in my obsession
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   kimi
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