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Oct 2021
It's kinda like a storm,
Or maybe it's just rain.
I feel it deep inside,
This never ending pain.

I want it all to end,
I don't want any more.
But it's not stopping,
Now I feel it pour.

When will the eye come,
when will the pain be done.
Will it ever be enough,
Will I ever see the sun.
Broken Pieces
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Broken Pieces  17/F/Looking for homeπŸ›£οΈ
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