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Lea Aug 21
It hurts me to think about my memories,
in the people who are gone
and those who have been leaving,
It hurts me to think about the past
and it hurts even more to see the present

               unable to idealize a future
That makes me very sad, because it hurts.
Lea Aug 18
I just want to get it all out,
so that the black hole is smaller.
is just a poem about me, my feels.
Lea Aug 18
solo quiero sacarlo todo,
para que el agujero ***** sea mas queƱo.
is just a poem about me, my feels.

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