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Dec 2017
i can open my mouth
but never speak my heart

i write broken poetry
yet it never  sounds like art

i try to face my problems
but i can never start

there's a war in my chest
and it's tearing me apart
pluviophile
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pluviophile  17/F/silver wings
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