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Feb 2018
Don't tell me lies,
in a beautiful language.
Don't break me,
into pieces.

Don't tell me things
that is not true.
Don't whisper me,
the wind.

Don't give me roses,
that is dying.
Don't let me,
touch the thorns.

Don't give me hopes,
in chain and ropes.
Don't let me,
think of you.
For those who wrecked me, my mind & my heart.

ㅡn.s
sunflower
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sunflower  18/F/MY
(18/F/MY)   
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