let me keep a step away ,i don't know how you turn out to be


i am here

i am here
not gone anywhere
i stay a step away
for we may end somewhere
somewhere never wanted to be
you may have skeletons in closet
lies to hide, tricks to mislead me
what does your life stand for?
riches, self or appetites to fill?




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Written on 2024-08-17 at 18:27

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