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Dec 2018
I am sorry,
I am a bad girl.
I am sorry,
For tainting your soul.
I know and I know,
Things will never be the same.
You know,
My soul has been crying so hard,
Wishing things could be much more easier.
It is too late, right?
For me to mend things up?
It is too late,
For me to say I am sorry.
It is never the other's fault but our own for not being enough, for not being able to be a superhero..... Nothing is perfect. I should not have deluded myself. I should have prevented this from happening at the start but wells, it is not like i know this would happen. No time to regret but to move forward instead. It is painful of course. That is what life is.
Nissa
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Nissa  24/F
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     Sedina Durmic and Kathryn Irene
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