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Oct 2016
And there, she kept knocking.
Friends she kept chasing.
Love she's always hoping.

Embrace that she dyingly longs for.
Never came in and return the favor.

Her sadness is her earring.
Her feelings she kept on burying.

One day she'll burst out.
To the wrong person.
At an untimely moment.
her sadness that she never lets out that door.
LucidLucy
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