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Dec 2017
I have a confession.
I'm scared.
I'm overwhelmed.
I'm not thinking straight.
I've never been more afraid.
I'm losing it.
This feeling is becoming an essential.
I can't accept a partial.
It's cutting me deep.
It's making me bleed.
It's grazing on my heart.
It's tearing me apart.
It's blurring my vision.
It's raising the suspicion.
And It's becoming consuming.
Gulishta
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Gulishta  28/F
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