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Dec 2015
The truth hurts,
but I’m free now.
Or am I?
Of course I'm not.
You're the ball and our memories are the chain.
I will never be free.
Forever chained to you like a prisoner.
Ivy Dali
Written by
Ivy Dali  Belgrade, Serbia
(Belgrade, Serbia)   
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   mickey finn
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