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Sep 2020
It was dark and empty.
It was quite but stormy.
No matter in what situation,
Inside her, she holds the pain.

It was dark and empty.
It was quite but stormy.
She looks normal but....
Inside her, she is killing herself.

It was dark and empty.
It was quite but stormy.
No matter how well she fight it,
She will be dead in the end...
I think I am in Depression mode when I wrote this.
Nadia Nazaruddin
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Nadia Nazaruddin  33/F/Malaysia
(33/F/Malaysia)   
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