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Aug 2019
I go out every night hoping the moonlight guide me to you
but it’s too dark outside
for a dark soul
whose light was stolen

I tried to walk alone
but it’s too heavy
for an empty soul
whose blood was rinsed

no darling
you didn’t break me
you ****** the oxygen out of me
until like I didn’t even exist
Alya Adzkia
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Alya Adzkia  17/F/Indonesia
(17/F/Indonesia)   
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