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Jan 2021
It is clear to everybody that you love him more than he will ever love you
A victim; made accomplice and perpetrator
Then us, without voice nor choice, we have always defended you
Just now we realise
We were never going to be enough
You work so hard to receive just a spit of what you deserved
Past tense
Because now, you too, have to make peace with what you sown
Written by
Magnolia Sole  24/F
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