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Mar 2017
you found me
a bundle of joy with splutter of black paint
you found me
so happy and bright yet dead inside
you found me
being living breathing pointlessly
you found me
just existing
you did not find me
you did not find me
you found a crying soul
a heart in pain
a mind filled with nothingness
*I hope you find me
Eman M
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Eman M  Riyadh
(Riyadh)   
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