Indulgent depression by Kiamm

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Jan 2020

I mourn a future never meant to be,
discarding rose-tinted glasses for emerald shades.
I don a hood of fractured memories,
and despair the person I never became.

#conceited

Written by

Kiamm 25/M/South Africa

(25/M/South Africa)

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