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Finite

by anastasia-m

Do you find it a curse to love me? Feels like a burdened mule struggling up that hill again, Layers of baggage, weight like stones. I try to drop it; yearn for a better me. Either leave me be or release this baggage, Please.

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Nov 18, 2013

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