Cry of the night
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Last published пнд, сент. 11, 2017
I had never really appreciated the beauty of being human and now, it's too late.
My life was a void of nothingness, a series of transformations, pain, and heartache.
Until I met her of course.
She made me believe that everything was gonna be okay,
until she started losing herself to it too.
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