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Oct 2017
Life is a beautiful-
mess, Nothing makes
much sense, The beauty
we get used to,has an ugly
truth hidden, It destroys our
mind peace, slowly turning us
so very cold, there is no more
lively enjoyment left, and it
makes me sad, & it is sad
to see life so dead , alive
that it makes the death
like an escape from
life's surrender,
half dead life.
Written by
Nylee  24/F/in a body and mind.
(24/F/in a body and mind.)   
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