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Apr 2021
Like playing tricks with wits and with damaged flaws,
Being mirrored inside out without a second thought,
Played with until my heart gets clawed out,
Not me,
So go along and play with me with all of my broken parts,
All they is are past hurts that I don’t want anymore
Samora
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Samora  25/F
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