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There were times her heart ached so she thought she's crumbling to pieces like a broken glass made of pain and despair Falling through the darkness She wanted to cry but no tears ever came Should one even try to play a lost game? She wanted to scream but only whisper echoed Worse than a bad dream a pilgrim on a ********* road
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Jun 2, 2020
Jun 2, 2020 at 7:14 AM UTC
Falling through the darkness
There were times her heart ached so she thought she's crumbling to pieces like a broken glass made of pain and despair Falling through the darkness She wanted to cry but no tears ever came Should one even try to play a lost game? She wanted to scream but only whisper echoed Worse than a bad dream a pilgrim on a ********* road
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Jun 2, 2020
Jun 2, 2020 at 7:14 AM UTC
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