Life Is a Mess

My mind seems mess, more worse than a match of chess. Felling everyday the same, like every video is roasted by Khaby Lame. Finding out something to do hoping for something good no matter how bad the day at the end of it, I love the food. Now, problem is my soulmate but I don't know how to say, every time she comes near me I just try to push myself away. So, I can find some peace before my life get seize.
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August 5, 2024 at 7:33 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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