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Jun 2019
There’s a barrier in my mind
While I try to cry over what you said last night
I know that it’s more than fine
So why the hell does it keep me up till light

The xans do little to pass the time
Hands shake ‘baby come back to mine’
My soul leaves your body, its time to fly
Disassociating our very lives
Kriti Gupta
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Kriti Gupta  27/F/Sydney
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