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Mar 2015
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Our love was meant for the theaters
we had so much love including haters
but am not a good pretender
I fell in love with a killer
a breaker and a taker of hearts

Now am left with a Shadow
a shadow that paints
my sorrow
my aches
my void
my strained tears
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