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Oct 2018
weeping in a daze
realized it's just a mess
no need to take a rest
tired of loneliness

screaming, bleeding, pleading
she's crawled
shattered and bruised
yet you just laughed

perhaps she was naive
to wished that one day
she would live
not just survive
Written by
Zahra Andryani
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