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Mar 2022
NO NO NO NOO!!
he shouted,
panicked, he grabbed his brushes,
with cold sweats running through his body,
his shaking hands,
start to stroke the canvas aimlessly,
he keep shouting,
"no NO!I will never forget",
her beautiful face,
her complexion,
her perfect lips,
and most importantly,
her crimson serene eyes,
that saved him,
100 years ago;
years passed,
and her face never remains the same.
fariha
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fariha  19/F/malaysia
(19/F/malaysia)   
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   Glassmuncher and Benzene
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