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Feb 2015
In the past of the past
Lies my present
Knowing that it'll always be a part of me
Comforting.

My past is riddled with darkness
Worried it will repeat itself
But nothing has changed
And the pain hasn't faded.
annvelope
Written by
annvelope  Stockholm
(Stockholm)   
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