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Jul 2016
I believe
That when you get close to someone
They then own
A part of your heart.
But then
When everyone leaves
There's nothing left of you.
Phia
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Phia  25/F/In My Own World
(25/F/In My Own World)   
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   the Sandman and Prathipa Nair
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