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Oct 2016
it was hail
and there were
chunks of ice
down the road

the glass were covered
with moistΒ Β 
i wrote a love letter
hoping the sun
wont wipe it away
i want you to read it

the orb of the night
was the only source
of light
brighter than
your headlights
which you never turned on

but before you even escape
the nightmare
think about me
because in the end
the blame will always be
on me
Written by
athena  20/F/kingdom under the sea
(20/F/kingdom under the sea)   
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