khan_yanzila
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Poems and/or prompts
Trapped in the maze of choices, exhausted in the closed off chaos I wandered to find an answer but I am lost in a maze,
In the darkness
We only have to believe in us, don't let go of my two hands
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Before I knew it you and I became tired of each other inside this pointless emotional exhaustion. A repeating seesaw game. At a point I just became sick, sick of it. A repeating seesaw game, we became tired of it and now we are just miserable
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