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روبرت Nov 2018
Everything makes no sense
Everything
I’m spinning and I can’t stop
What do I do?
Confusing right and wrong
Love and Depression blending into one
I’m sinking
Down and down I go
The man I want won’t be mine
The man in front me I deceived
How did I get so lost?
I give up
Oh, Cinderella there you are! We might need to go see the fairy godmother together.

— The End —