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Jun 1
i've started to believe love isn't real
for it is only a concept created
to distract from your self
the broken shell
fragments
you are left as
a gust of wind
sweeping away your senses
your soul
what is love?
two souls that once connected cannot be separated.
loosely based on a journal entry
elena
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elena  14/F/the moon
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