#Chapter17 THE CYCLONE

I wanted to recede from view,

In all form of life,

I couldn't take the despondency and so as the corporeality,

Friends influence have asserted me to the down fall of entity,

My slash kept flowing, but it was nothing juxtapose of what I'm feeling from the core,

The wings of love will split and the hawser of marriage will be cut off,

Indeed I've misused my love for a disease that can't be cured.

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I may never find peace of what have occurred, I drove  myself to somewhere no one would think of finding me, I left and ran from discomfiture but I can't run...