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by Abdel latif Moubarak Sep 9, 2016 category : Sadness, depression / other
People around me Flock like locusts They whispering As if were rats on a putrid lake They say about me Things I had not done For I corpse at front of them
by Em
A very sad piece. Whispering words are the worse kinds especially when not true. Em