7.9.18

4.9.18

[316]

She used to be mine.

She, the old me.
She, the life I am missing the most.
With a whole lot of heart.

Tell me, if you could see me now,
please tell me how to save a life.

With a whole lot of heart.

[315]

Dear self,

be good.

13.7.18

[314]

I wrote a letter to saviour.
"Please, send me home."

But, where is my home?

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.
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I wrote a letter to saviour.
"Please, save me."

Because I do not know who I am anymore.



But then, who is the saviour?