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Nov 2012
I just cannot.

I cannot hold it in my body anymore.
I need to scream it out like a mad
man calling out for his salvation.

I am not immortal nor mortal.

The small voices in my fictional
world tells me what to feel and
what to do.

Someday I will love you and you
will love me.
Navarana
Written by
Navarana  Denmark
(Denmark)   
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