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Dec 2015
she
was longing the feel of being loved
and envy all the lovebirds
at the coffee shop

she
created bruises
cut on her wrist
and told everyone that
nobody loved her

she
ever wondered why everyone
has the rainbow
but only her had
the grey clouds

she
tried to find out
how to be loved

she
then realized
the first step of being loved
was loving herself first

r.a.
Rb
Written by
Rb  Malaysia
(Malaysia)   
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