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Mar 2020
For there is nothing left to write
Love and kindness was already out of my mind
Its just a sad,blank and depressing life
Full of regrets that would hunt me til i die

For i am a fallen poet
Full of emotions i couldn't write
Death was already in my sight
I'm telling you there is nothing left to write
sad life eh lol
Kobeee
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Kobeee  15/M/help
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