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Aug 2018
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                               sometimes I wish you didn't exist
  because you stab knives in My back
                  and bend me until I break.
                                 the feelingS i feel
                                 cannot be Substituted or
                                             allaYed, mitigated;
            the weapon and the wOund are both
               permanently etched Under my skin.
Written by
srax  17/F/Singapore
(17/F/Singapore)   
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     ---, ---, --- and Jayantee Khare
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