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Sep 2019
LaY
Every time I cry
I lose some of me
but if that's what it takes to forget
then let me be.
I'd rather you have my tomorrow
than give away today,
for today I can lay
in the depths of your sorrow,
the sorrow that summons me gray.
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mehek
Lemme go.
Written by
Mehek  17/F/India
(17/F/India)   
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