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Dec 2019
You don’t deserve me.
Not for I am the perfect thing,
but for I am in broken pieces.
Where you might get cut
from the sharp edges.
And the last thing I need,
is for you to get hurt.

For you the one,
that’s far from imperfections.
While I’m the one,
with questionable existence.

nadia yahya
Written by
nadia yahya  28/F/Malaysia
     ---, Sue Collins, Lamar Cole and ---
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