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Apr 2021
she tried to stop her wild thoughts
that kept shouting inside her head
endlessly
she believes those was the evil whispers
she tried so hard to shut them up
evertime
but they were too strong
as if they were unstoppable
she's that kind of nearly perfect woman
we always knew
she's smart,
classy
with an
attitude,
also her skin is
like
a
glass
there is only one thing she missed;
she didn't know that
she is
the evil
she always talked about.
nabilah
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nabilah  22/F/Jakarta
(22/F/Jakarta)   
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