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Jan 2019
Eyes are the mirror of the soul,
but,
what if my soul is dead?
Unable to stand and reach the mirror.
My eyes doesn't reflect anything anymore.
The sparks,
happiness and life are all gone.
There's nothing left in me,
oh wait,
there are something left;
emptiness,
darkness,
and sadness.
How nice.
okay? does this makes sense?
alliyah
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alliyah  18/F/Philippines
(18/F/Philippines)   
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