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Sep 14
our decaying faith
is keeping the fossils
i think of all the times i felt insane. that does not change anything but i love to think that all of those times were better than today. because now, i'm just sitting on a chair, distraught, aloof, furious and sad. not because of my pasts but because of the present.
Written by
zelda  19/F/garden of ellis
(19/F/garden of ellis)   
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