Mentally Disturbed - H.S
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One night, he came to me.
He introduced me to his world. And then i became a part of his world.
Now, my soul seperated from my body.
My family think i'm crazy. But no. I'm not.
But at the end, i'm just the same as them. Mentally disturbed.
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