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Apr 2019
You left me shattered
and I can't do anything
with my broken pieces
I can't do anything
with my crumpled paper
I can't do anything
with those fragments left
that's still waiting for you.
For those people who was left broken and wanted so bad to at least pick up the pieces of their soul.
haysia
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haysia  28/F/Anywhere but here
(28/F/Anywhere but here)   
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