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Aug 2017
I wasn't taught about the after cry after a break up
I wasn't taught the morning after a break up the sun wouldn't shine anymore
I wasn't taught that music wouldn't sound the same anymore
I wasn't taught that I would shed so many tears that salt water became my ocean
I wasn't taught that feeling of being lost and not being able to find yourself
I wasn't taught about the after cry
Donna Bella
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Donna Bella  25/F/Florida
(25/F/Florida)   
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     --- and Nadia DeLevea
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