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Feb 2020
it creeps up like vines
entangling me
oh lord
i can't move
why?

i have to go
i have to leave these things called 'feelings'
for after that comes the devil
- infatuation

please spare me from the horror itself
for i no longer want to be under that
'crush'
spell.
the fear of having a crush on someone again.
Amelia
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