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Dec 12
My poor Heart,
You have been tormented in ways thats never been tormented before
Ohh my poor heart!
I will let go of things that keeps breaking you
You have bled enough in the name of love,
You have bled enough for the sake of love
Now rest easy,
You have been set free 🕊️

A.H
Written by
Aishath Hana  27/F/Maldives
(27/F/Maldives)   
28
   Liana
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