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Oct 2017
Radiating my thoughts in this thermia
This disorder I caught
Making me delirious
I feel choked in my emotion
And to think you understood
What it is like for me
With my lips joined and
Torture you talk
No! I don't have "delete" button
I can't unhear them
It wasn't like we hardly know each other
I guess we partly knew each other!
imnthea
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