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Jan 2018
I picked flowers, for her
Dropped my dreams, for her
Never questioned why and where
I went along, with her
Over time you see that the look in her eyes never changed
It's been dark and ashy, don't remember the last time she smiled
I apologize every night, wondering if it's something that I did that got her upset
She says no but he hasn't spoken to me in years
Not one honest word
The lies come out of her mouth
like it's nothing
Like I'm nothing
The I love you's are the worst,
You don't look me in the eyes anymore




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Mother, I love you
While you probably can't even tell my eye color
Nuna
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Nuna  19/F/Europe
(19/F/Europe)   
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       Sandeep malviya, Megan Parson and Mina
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