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224 pages, Paperback
Published December 1, 2016
Maybe there is some insane pleasure in self-destruction and hitting rock bottom because once you reach there, you can only go up.
I can see your face,
But I can't see you anymore.
I can look into your eyes,
But I can't read them anymore.
You hold my hand,
But I don't feel the love anymore.
You touch my body,
but you don't touch my soul anymore.