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Desires
My desires crawling in my ear and whispering "Just die." Your hate is attacking me and making me bleed. My heart is getting moldy. You love only my shape. My love is no cheap,it's expensive. Once you lose me you can't get me back. My mental illness is on a high level. So stand back. My mind is a closed and locked diary,locked in my past.
Published 28th Apr 2020
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