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Jun 2020
I am not the strongest person you know.
My downfalls knows my pillow.
Every tear drop is a story,
As I cry my self to sleep.
And when it gets wet,
I just turn the other side.
And when morning comes,
I leave it out to dry.
Written by
Angela
40
     Mark S, Fawn and Khoisan
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