Too tired of living under the same sky with their old faces.So sick of being in the same room with their echoing voices.They made my soul heavy, as much as they corrupted my mind.They forced me to see my world in their colors as if I were a colorblind.A walking dead is what they made of me, but I cannot take this anymore. I’ll find my way back home to the old me;To the beautiful dreamy little girl I’ve been before…

-Samiha Totanji

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