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Jun 2015
It was through her sadness
that her real beauty revealed
itself.
through her tears,
the stars came falling down.
And the silent atmosphere
radiated the sound
of her heart,
screaming,
begging to be heard.
I can hear them.
Let me hear more.
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Unknown  In the ruins of the heart
(In the ruins of the heart)   
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