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Dec 2014
You said, you were tired,
And it's not working any more.
You bid me goodbye,
Now I must close the door.

I could've cried and called you back,
But your dumb heart won't hear,
You don't know the price of it
So I didn't let you see the tear.

The door is closed by now,
You may've gone too far.
Something is breaking down inside,
But you'll never see the scar.

The white lily you came with ,
Is still smiling in the vase
Once I loved the Lily,
Now it feels like a curse.

Who knew it got sharp teeth,
That's biting my heart so hard.
I'm drowning in the flood of pain and blood,
Still the Lily seems the same white and nerd.
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Nahid
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   Andrew Quilles, --- and ---
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