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Jan 2017
Rude to fill me with unwanted feelings
My head is in another stage
Full with doubt and gilt
**** my love
Just don't touch me again on the wound
that cupid shot with the arrow
take me under the ocean
Where only bluefish can swim silently.
veins stopped giving hope
love to the heart and mind
Grey skin.
Feeling sick, like a wounded dog.
Laid on my bed for days long,
alioua walid
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alioua walid  Belguim, sint niklaas
(Belguim, sint niklaas)   
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