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Jul 2017
hat reflects on your eyes wasn’t mine
For it was hidden so deep inside
Which was real and which is not
It seems all the answers were lies

How can you reach out
When you can’t even see the truth
Yes, I’m fine
Even though all this time
I am being eaten alive
depressing thoughts~
MP Martinez
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MP Martinez  24/F/Philippines
(24/F/Philippines)   
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