Dear Weed

Hello, this is me, yes your beloved old friend or should I say, lover. I think it’s been over a year since we have met, but I must not lie that there was not even a single day when I didn’t miss you. People separated us wide apart, saying that I was addicted to your charm and you were a bad habit which could destroy me.

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Sold Bodies

I have been to a place where bodies are sold, dead bodies with a living soul inside. I have seen night trading her own beauty. I saw them waving in front of my car as I passed that obscure deserted road. Their lifeless attractive bodies shouted for getting laid but what I overheard was the shrill cry of their soul demanding freedom. I saw corpses within these walking humans.

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