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Jul 2018
I’m a difficult person to deal with and I’m sorry for that.
All I do is push people away;
it’s the only way that I know how to act.  

How did I become like this?
It’s a mystery for me too.
I have nothing good to reminisce
and I’m constantly feeling blue.

I’m sorry I’m no fun to be around
as the Malak you once knew has drowned.
She was unable to swim as she was never taught.
She got caught up in a whirlpool of thoughts,
that sunk her deep in and left her to rot.

Now she is no longer around but that’s okay
as she knew that there’s no way she can
Written by
MalakF  17/F/Everywhere
   Olivia W
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