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Feb 3
The passion has long been dead
between the both of us.
It had a cold distance;
a lackluster love,
that of which we are in war
endlessly stabbing and reviving each other.
I guess the only feelings left between us is the fear of being lonely.
words i created when i was young
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1159  23/F/To be in a safe place.
(23/F/To be in a safe place.)   
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