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Jun 2019
Black eyes,
Makes me cry,
Shattered bones,
Up my spine,
All that I see are emotions,
Clouding my thoughts like the ocean.
Clouding my thoughts I can’t help it,
By the time I come to, I’ll be out it,
Like the time that goes by like a diamond my mind like the days that I bring brings me comfort.
My soul inside feels you coming,
Like a storm raging in like an earthquake,
But it couldn’t been you, you’re thoughts aren’t that deep,
So whose thoughts are those that are screaming?
I guess my mind still runs wild
Cylia
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Cylia  23/F
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