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Eniola May 2020
She who once belonged,
is now detached.
She who once smiled with her heart,
but now with her mouth.
She who once believed,
is now an atheistic.
For thou knows that to belong once again,
is to be longed for.
flowing feelings like the river
"Are you okay?"
He asked.
"I am okay."
I lied.

But I guess he's stupid enough,
He believed me.
And everyday he asked.
And everyday I lied.

— The End —