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She wakes up To write her feelings On her diary. But all she has Is a blank page. As pale white as death. She fell short of words Even when she fell in love. Today she has a different story.
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 6:57 PM UTC
a dry heart
She wakes up To write her feelings On her diary. But all she has Is a blank page. As pale white as death. She fell short of words Even when she fell in love. Today she has a different story.
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 6:57 PM UTC
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