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Apr 2016
I'm sorry that I'm broken.
I'm sorry that I'm used.
My mind is like the city streets
And my heart has been abused.
An old one I came across.
rootsbudsflowers
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rootsbudsflowers  23/F
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   Rapunzoll and rattletaptap
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