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Jun 2019
Sorrow stings my borrowed eyes, for now they are dark blue
Rage and lust woven into my borrowed world
A world that has love too
Forgetting my impermanence, I beg for more borrowed time
I wonder, I search and I feel through this world
This world I long to call mine
Written by
Elle  F
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