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Dec 2018
That smile and a pale face,
Your smell is an obsession,
Slowly catching my heart,
A beautiful creation.

Different souls and different stories,
Only to know it's a wreck,
Midnight talks making sweet mistakes,
We were almost perfect

Kills me in many different levels,
To you it's just 'nothingness',
Now I can't look you in the eyes,
I'm already a mess

It sounds miserable
But I did it anyway,
Now everything was ruined,
I don't have a word to say.
Jeane Adrielle Nebrida
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Jeane Adrielle Nebrida  18/F
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