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Ill Desire

I am made of ill desire

As the sun is made of fire

And the flames are getting higher

One day I will burn

dubito ergo sum

◄ Some Call It Depression

Drinking In October ►

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Ghazala lari

Tue 13th Jul 2021 04:17

You are already burnt,
if you think like it.
What you think
You become.

Just added antidote. ?

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