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May 2017
Two to three inches off the ground
The face touches the floor
Without nothing to catch you
Slow motion dancing leaves
Falling down the ground,
Unrequited feelings don’t work that way
It’s like a car crash, you can’t tell when it’s coming
Like a hurricane, you know the signs but you still choose to get hit
You could have saved yourself
But you decided to take the risk
Until you realized you were stupid enough that you did
What a disaster my heart was left
Jobeth Bufi
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Jobeth Bufi  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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   Lior Gavra
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