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Dec 2016
wind blows
and let the trees dance
shivers shiver shive

lost and nowhere
to be found --drowned and
cannot pull myself up, anymore

painted myself
with colors
to mask my true feelings

weak vs. strong
me vs. her
it's obvious who will win

say sorry, baby
for the things you've done
for us to be done, too
moving on
fallenfate
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fallenfate  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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