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Jun 2020
As much as i wanted one last kiss or one last embrace, as much as i wished i saw how much a simple hand hold meant to me, i can never take back the moment i made you feel unhappy. Tell me, when did you start giving up on the one person who would’ve never given up on you ?
Written by
Tika Suryani  18/F/philadelphia
(18/F/philadelphia)   
25
   MS Anjaan
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