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Feb 2020
Is it lust? Or is it love?
Either way the feeling felt the same
The rocking movements supports us
We were surrounded by the waters
Pure and clear fluids surrounds us
We were dancing,
Round and round and round
We are tangable, inseparable we're full of ecstatic
We have each other

However, the water darkens
What we thought is pure is now tainted with selfishness
It hurts, we have to release each other
It is not healthy, yet we are clean
What we did turned to be un-healthy
Enough, we should go in our seperate ways
Find another partner that'll make us happy
But in the end, the cycle will remain the same
We may feel happy first, but in the end
We tainted ourselves with feelings and it'll hurt us in the end.
This idea pop out in my head when I was doing my laundry lol.
Ashiu
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Ashiu  16/F/Ph
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