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Jul 2017
I know I'm lost,
I don't know why.
I know its wrong,
But it feels so fine.
Guided by pleasure,
I cannot admit,
I've betrayed my own escence
I don't do what I preach.
Call me a hypocrite,
I cannot say I am not.
But aren't all we sometimes!?
Please let me feel it's OK!
Because if I don't there will be no other way but to change
leinstinct
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