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Autor: Sherwin Mago
NĂșmero de PĂĄginas: 57i can only wish i could write much tonight but i'm so weighed down in words i can't dig. i'd be lying this hatred because i cannot be loved when i'm only beloved by this blood with my love. how can i leave them if not for i killed myself loving who i love. he's what i never knew from my silence, i've been known but when in their loudest have they found me. i was with you like an unsealed promise and i could only wish to be kept. i looked at me like i was looked, blank in conviction, rotten by curiosities. will you love me. will you take every word i learned from their hands or will i leave you unconquered, đđ°đ»Ă©