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Jul 2016
One last breath,
My love is dead,
For you.

All the waits,
Me in nervous state,
Are all nothing to you.

I am letting you go,
Letting you feel the lost,
Good for you.

I've loved you,
But I hate you now.
Le Lotus
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Le Lotus
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