《Mind Poetry》3.5

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I'll never be free.

Free from you,

The intoxicating scent of you lingers-

I can feel it,

As if in itself living.

My hands- my hands are cold and longing.

My heart are just remaining pieces of glass-

Shattered from your lies and deceit.

- T. G

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