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May 2018
Love is a strange thing. You feel how it consumes your whole body. You feel how it strangles your lungs leaving you breathless and how it engulfs your heart; making you feel at home. You feel like you're dying eventhough you have just begun to learn how it feels like to be alive. But then , your lover disappoints you; and you feel how it consumes your whole body. You feel how it strangles your lungs; suffocating you and how it engulfs your heart; breaking it. You feel like dying eventhough you have just begun to get use to the feeling of being alive. Love is a strange thing.
Written by
Maria Sanchez
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