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❝The race against your reflections inside, Tried to commit their undying suicide. Fled back in and blocked the vines, How hard is it to be alone this time?❞
When paranoia creeps upon you like frostbite,
Places visible the goosebumps arise.
Indication of my absence fresh in mind,
Will the unholy truth still suffice?
When no degree of heat heals the fractures inside,
Even your fading warmth in the dead of nights.
Another shred lost amidst the lie,
Would you still claim to be at my side?
-Junia
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