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May 2020
if i showed you the lines
i write after i cry,
after i stopped the world
by closing my eyes,
after i miss the sunrise
because of taking the bad ride,
after i dance alone
when all the life is gone.
if i showed you the lines
i hide
i am sure we will both cry.
this part of me is someone else. but somehow all these faces keep me away from suffering...
gabby
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gabby  F/lost
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