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Sep 2021
I think I finally figure it out
why my comfort movies are the ones
full of sickness and love,
the ones that make my eyes puffy
and the tears scroll down my cheeks.
I just want to know
that there is people who love even the sick ones,
the weak and  broken.
I need to know that I will be able to be loved
even when I'm not strong,
when I'm on my knees crying on the floor.
It makes me feel safe knowing is possible I will someday
be hugged with all my broken pieces
Written by
mariü  18/F/my mind
(18/F/my mind)   
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