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May 2016
i chose to break myself
only so that i could fix you
i chose to be half a heart
just so you'd be a whole

all these things i did for you
without a doubt, nor a clue
that once you were whole again
you'd leave me out of the blue

now what's left of me,
are the pieces you took with you
i'm happy that you're okay now,
oh, how i wish i was too
l
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l  19/F/mars.
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