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It hurts like a needle As it Pierce the skin, The scorch of the sun, In the summer break, Little by little, I felt I have sinned, In the charm of a woman, That can’t be defined by logic, In the class of the country’s past, Divided by an invisible wall, So far and yet so near, Inside the four wall room, As my heart beat so fast, Two people almost had to brawl, For she I admire, A feeling I still can’t confirm, It felt like a disease of heat stroke, Allured in a woman is an illusion, Fast heart beat is a symptom, Is the best summer break? My summer delusion broke, Being allured in the same woman, A déjà vu has felt, Inside the four wall room,
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Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 6:23 PM UTC
Man's dellusion
It hurts like a needle As it Pierce the skin, The scorch of the sun, In the summer break, Little by little, I felt I have sinned, In the charm of a woman, That can’t be defined by logic, In the class of the country’s past, Divided by an invisible wall, So far and yet so near, Inside the four wall room, As my heart beat so fast, Two people almost had to brawl, For she I admire, A feeling I still can’t confirm, It felt like a disease of heat stroke, Allured in a woman is an illusion, Fast heart beat is a symptom, Is the best summer break? My summer delusion broke, Being allured in the same woman, A déjà vu has felt, Inside the four wall room,
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20/M/Philippines
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 6:23 PM UTC
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