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Jan 2019
But then
when things seem
to get so good,
I just want to forget
all of those painful
things that you said.
But then
when things get rough
and tough
and I don't feel any love,
I remember all
of those painful memories
that filled my life with
fear and worries.
I remember
those words
that stained my life;
those words
that stabbed me
like a knife.
I remember
all of those painful things
and what you did
to cut off my wings.
Masha Yurkevich
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Masha Yurkevich  19/F/Playing the piano...
(19/F/Playing the piano...)   
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   Nick Moore
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