try to mess with me, play and use my time and you're done for bitch,
say a lot but when i seek you're out of reach,
Tell me what's the truth please,
Don't be a person befriending born from greed,
If you can't do duties, and want fun,
Go to hell, put your fake mouth on your shit, fuck off from here bitch.
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Euphoria x Melancholy
Poetry#Rants&poetry An emotional poem & quote book with A melancholic grief, hopelessness and pain An euphoric joy, hopefulness, and magic Dive deep into the oceans of love, romance and loneliness A book where the day meets night and the Melancholy meets...
