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Jun 2015
Poetry is for the bruised and scared we spill our guts onto paper and pen our minds explode emotions for us to write in words

Writing is a coping mechanism and even though we might not save ourselves we keep on opening our hearts with words

Never stop giving pieces of yourself to the world nor stop taking pieces to replace the empty spaces with new found words
Written: June 17. - 2015
Clindballe
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Clindballe  Denmark
(Denmark)   
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