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me


So many dark endings

To what I call

The worse love stories for myself

I’ve never truly understood

The concept perpetually loving someone

The concept of understanding another human

I truly believe that all life has beauty

And the human body perfectly encompasses that

For its molds are so different

They carry a human soul

Which is pure till that day

IN which you fail yourself

In believing what you say

For I am truly lost within myself

Ill never be able to understand myself

Less someone else

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