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Jan 2015
My sweet serenity turned into my greatest misery.
Thinking of all the things that i used to be.
But, that was me.
Tears fall. Heart aches.
The past was the past
but I still hate...
the way things were.
I've come so far from where I was
so these tears are for the little girl, I once was.
Rasmia
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Rasmia  knowher
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