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Jul 2020
Love is a big lie-- no one wants to die with you nor can accept your nightmare self. Dark side sky, the troubling sea-- reflects the light of a rumbling sky at three. Terrible thee-- drinking a cold coffee in the mid of autumn twenty-twenty. Your watch becomes blurry because of a cold-breeze of the bitter eve.
Written by
Xanny Riddle  21/M/abyss
(21/M/abyss)   
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   Nidhi Jaiswal
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