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Jan 2018
The fifth track,
The one she listened to.
She questioned herself,
What her life was like.
It was hard,
It has never changed.
The same old song,
are playing over and over again.
Fast-forwarding it,
never helped.
She tried her very best,
to not put it on repeat.
Though she can eject,
she never did.

And that is what her life was like.
A broken tape,
fixed too many times.
For when I got hurt and healed too many times.

ㅡn.s
sunflower
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sunflower  18/F/MY
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