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I don't really love me
and that's how
I understand,
You don't, either!


-Dongaala
  Nov 2014 Dolkar Lhamo Mashutzo
Ecila
You saw me.
Then came the part where
I cannot stop staring at you.
She cries late
                  every night
     Turns off all the
                           lights
         Sits in bed
bawls
             her eyes out
      in the dark
Cutting out pieces
      of her heart
No one can see
                          the scars
           of her sewing
back up her chest
       Soon she will be
             an empty shell
        Hopefully
                    putting her soul to rest
If her heart
                    is no longer there
It can't get broken,
              right?
If no one can see
                          the tears
Then she never cried,
                     right?
I am single
   for the man
I love


         For the man    
    who's already
in Love!


- Dongaala
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