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Jul 2016
I can see right through you,
You're not that cold person you want to be.
Your heart is tender, mild; but you just don't want people to know about it.

I get it, your hurt, you're trying not to get hurt. But you'veΒ Β seen yourself at your worse and you know your worth more than that.

Don't let it bring you down.
Bring that wall you've built down, you'll see you'll find beautiful flowers along the way.

Don't torture yourself, 'cause that's all you do.
It was time for me to post something else than depressive stuff
Mila Berlioz
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Mila Berlioz  20/F/Honduras
(20/F/Honduras)   
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   Nadia Gonzalez
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