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Feb 18
I guess I was well taught,
But I strived for more,
Now, I have got the only perfect thing,
A dilemma, Dilemma, and Dilemma

Silence is sometimes the answer,
Sometimes the fear,
Sometimes the anger,
Sometimes dilemma.

Knowing actual thing has been the solution,
But I can only see things that are meant to,
I can only hear things that are meant to,
Where is the originality?

The invisible power we are controlled by,
But here includes no heaven,
Fearful for the invisible power,
here includes no ****.
Written by
Theamage  17/M/Nepal
     Matilda and Lᴇ
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