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Jul 2015
I feel for a boy.
He never loved before.  
His eyes were broken.

I loved him anyway.
I feel for the mess.
I feel for his pain.

I hope to mend his shattered heart.
The glass was too broken.
I loved him anyway.

He kissed another girl.
He said he was almost happy.
I loved him anyway.
Marium Iqbal
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Marium Iqbal  18/F/New Jersey
(18/F/New Jersey)   
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