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Jun 24
a leader dropped bombs on the world,

when i fell out of love with you.

not for that, but,

because all the times you had left,

i consoled myself with laughter,

after loving aftermaths,

a fair chance, that left you mad,

but im still sipping shores.

whatever fits me back to square one.
charles
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charles  31/M
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