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Mar 2022
The illness that took away is all I have left,
It took away everything and left me depressed.
It clawed at my bones, my skin and the beating of my heart,
I was happy and free but now we're apart.
Broken Pieces
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Broken Pieces  19/F/Looking for homeπŸ›£οΈ
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