Masking Cracks

I hate it when I was away on the other part of the world, people kept asking when I’m comin’ back, and threw promises of catching up and gatherings.

When I’m here. Near.

Nil.
Nothing.

Eat them up, I will never trust your words no more. Mark that.

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