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Dec 2019
Fake friendship has lost its appeal
I only long for what is real.

Compliments I no longer crave
I have too many sins, too many mistakes.

Pity parties I don’t want to have
I might be anxious, but I’m not THAT sad.
Written by
Malia  16/F/Stuck in my home :p
(16/F/Stuck in my home :p)   
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