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Dec 2018
Our faves barely love us
The ones that we admire stay not
And those who genuinely crave our presence
Their heads get burried in the sands
Faces get soaked in the muds
Goodness, how saddening?
Love isn't a fair game
Affection comprehends no just at time
First attempt of becoming a poet
SarahTheFreeSoul
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SarahTheFreeSoul  20/F/Namibia
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