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Mar 2020
An eclipse of emotions
Disastrous devotions
A fleeting feeling of remorse
Taste of sorrow, sour and coarse
Trembling hands beyond the glass
I guess peace is too much to ask
Throwing fists up at the sky
Screaming “why, *******, why?”
But there’s no answer from above
This is all I get from love
Oliver
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Oliver  20/FTM/lost somewhere
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