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Dec 2018
I met you in the depth of your despairs
during open season and the risk of open wounds,
cut, damaged - only one can repair.
The power you held and the pain you endured,
frivolous, approached and seeking something of worth
but one may only know
the long-awaited truth.
"she was a rebound that lasted too long" - somebody i used to know
Written by
jbui  19/F/Canada
       Khoi, n stiles carmona and MissingKid
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