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Oct 2020
Drunk she feel
Legs becoming weaker
Tipsy as she becomes
Eyes becoming heavier
Slowly paying no attention

Memory became blurry
Just as tongue turned loose
Talking more and more
Of her agony as well as misery

Under the musk she wears
Musk of smiles as well as of laughters
She is slowly drowning
Yet she feel better off drunk
HOPE
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HOPE  29/F/South Africa
(29/F/South Africa)   
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