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Aug 2017
you poured me a glass of water
I drowned with broken lungs
you gave me a herb to swallow
I passed out, overdosed
I gave you a bowl of sunshine
in return for your mistakes
I end up empty handed
and the cycle begins again
Written by
Jekaterina Maslova  23/F/Estonia
(23/F/Estonia)   
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