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Jun 2018
Because we weren't what we used to be anymore
because all I can do for you is to stay by your side
and be someone you can hold onto
while you pick up your broken pieces.

It seems like fate is done with our story.
I'm the only one holding on
and so all that is left is our faded memories.

oh and a mess of me and my broken pieces.
moving on
yv
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yv  19/F/in search of a dream
(19/F/in search of a dream)   
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