Jul 14, 2014, 7:08 PM

Nothing's Real 

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At this moment... I am wearing a dark Goth clothing
Surrounded thought
By air and sorrow!
Why can't I end this now?
Why do I feel beautiful
wearing this clothing...
This type of dress
which makes me fat-less...
A bit more captivating than before,
Before I lost my grace!
How can I live without what's real?
How can't I find the unreal... ...

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