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Sep 2018
You're at it again
You once again carving patterns into  stones
You don't leave non Unturned
You toss them through the water creating beautiful ripples that sinks to the bottom of the lake.
And you say you don't ever regret any of those mistakes.

But I regret you
I regret letting you grab onto my body
I regret letting you toss me about
I regret letting you dust the dirt off me
I regret letting you cut into me carving pain into my skin
I regret every  inch.
Nazrana Kalil
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Nazrana Kalil  18/F/Durban South Africa
(18/F/Durban South Africa)   
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