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May 2016
I ran away,
I was scared,
He broke me and everything I knew,
Nothing is left of who I was,
I fell for his tricks,
I fell from happiness,
His hands were too strong,
My body was too weak,
My tears weighed too little,
On my brittle mind,
The nightmares should have stopped me,
I could have stopped him,
It was my fault;
Parsavagely Kompenere
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Parsavagely Kompenere  19/F/Yorkshire
(19/F/Yorkshire)   
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