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Apr 2019
the day after
ignorance is bliss,
i whispered bitterly.
bitterness from excessive dark chcoolate i had
eaten or from within my heart, i cannot tell.

why,
he questioned.
was he just so ignorant, or did he want to force
the words he wants to hear out of my guts
to feed his ego? i genuinely cannot tell.
Written by
prettywhnyoucry  18/F/spore
(18/F/spore)   
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   Raj Bhandari
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