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May 2017
The world is quiet
I'm trying to forget.
my heart aches,
like I was stabbed
perhaps betrayed.

I'm broken
and never healing right

Dark and frozen
and rarely feeling bright.
Ife
Written by
Ife  20/F/London
(20/F/London)   
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