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Dec 2018
She made herself again
by the broken pieces,
with her cracked hands.
She doesn't remember the
memories of her own beauty.
All she knows is that
she has to prove that
she is not going to break again
by his selfish desires.
leeaaun
Written by
leeaaun  22/F/Pakistan
(22/F/Pakistan)   
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     Shiv Pratap Pal and Fawn
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