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May 2015
I was born
With bones so strong
No wind, storm
blade nor razor
Not even the laser
Could ever break thy
Not until
We cross the path
Not until
I heard your voice
Not until
I laid my eyes on you
Not until
We say our first "hello"
Not until
You let me fell for you
Not until
You didn't catch me
Coz since then,
I was, is, and will be literally and metaphorically, BROKEN.
Ryll Vallo
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Ryll Vallo  Nightmare
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