Sick of you

I’m love with, yet

Sick of this island, like a parent

I’d want to divorce her, her thinking is so different from mine

she made me sing her songs, yet

she will never accept me

But I am her mirror image, sometimes.

 

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Author: naomi

Student, likes learning about foreign cultures, shall not divulge anymore so my identity is not exposed!

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