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Apr 2016
Piece by piece she picked herself up
Glued each broken parts, until she's whole again
There are holes and cracks
But still, she's functional
Soon her soul will recover
Soon her wounds will heal


And when the healing process is over
She will be the best version of herself
Braver, a stronger one, unbreakable
No more rivers of tears
No more sad lullabies
No more breaking hearts


Yes she will recover,
But her heart will turn into a stone
She will never be the same gain.
Isabelle
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Isabelle  25/F/Philippines
(25/F/Philippines)   
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     Isabelle, ---, brixton bell and Rapunzoll
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