Often lost in the thoughts so much
I don't know if I'm thinking.
Well,
No lines make real sense anymore
The true ones are too poetic
Even my devils mock on my heart
Now,
Oh! Poor me is stuck in middle.
For the fight between two of me,
A fight between my heart and head.
YOU ARE READING
Excerpts from an old diary
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