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May 2014
The Paranoia, paranoia seemed as if we were experiencing an ecstasy.
Righteous truth developed from our own  blossomed *fantasy.
Unknowing our world of fantasies had begun alluring exaggerations
The affectionate effects of  love left us the misery of hoping;
Honest in her opinion she replies 'thanks' for *my
 confession.
Yeah its short, but there is a reason for it. Italics signifies a meaning and the bold.
Written by
HerrAichach  20/M/London
(20/M/London)   
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