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Feb 2017
Everyday her pain is becoming worst.
It's a rolling avalanche, one day ready to explode.
Yet she smiles and choose to live her life.
Forgetting how things beat the **** out of her heart with a pipe.
Still she choose to hope that someday someone will come by with a good playlist at hand.
Music blasting, words that sound promising, filling the hole in her once whole heart.
LucidLucy
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