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Dec 2016
I went round and round,
spiraling from one disaster to another.

I was filthy rich and sipped the most
expensive wine and reeked of Givenchy
perfume and narcissism .

I walked with my head in the stars,
walked on water and overindulged
in the life of glamour and speed.

Everything was "Perfect"

Everything was MATERIALISTICΒ Β 

Think

What happens when a car speeds too fast ?

It crashes

That's when all the madness began.

I crashed and didn't crash alone
I had company.
Poetroyalee
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Poetroyalee  22/F/My chaotic mind
(22/F/My chaotic mind)   
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