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Jun 2018
The floors that creek,
You’ll hear it in me,
When you step all over me.
You can’t avoid it, even if you tried.
It’s in every crevice.

My broken soul,
My shattered heart.
My lost mind,
My used body.

It’s there, it can’t be fixed.
Leave me the way you found me.
You’ll destroy me as you go.
Eventually, I’ll crumble anyways.

n.n
Nivine Nahli
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Nivine Nahli  22/F/Somewhere On Earth
(22/F/Somewhere On Earth)   
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   Ana Ehlana and George
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