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A Poem by Sheila's Habitat

You belong to a never existed past
To a sweet torturing kind of present
And to a future that will never come…
You’ve imprisoned my thoughts within the cell of your existence and feels like I will never want to escape from you…
You’re my habitat,
the wrong that feels so right
You’re my secret no one
….

© 2019 Sheila's Habitat


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Added on December 5, 2018
Last Updated on May 7, 2019

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