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Jun 28
Wearing a
white gown,
decorated with
Lotuses,
you dance
in the midst of
the distant meadows
like a new-born
petal.
But, in the depths,
where bones uncover,
etched to my black heart,
a red handprint,
you left.—
Will you
ever leave me
in peace?
Be honest. Don't fall into traps. Cause if you do, it is hard to erase the scars...
Soul
Written by
Soul  15/F/Sri Lanka
(15/F/Sri Lanka)   
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         CantSeeMe, Pavin Daniel, Soul, 1DNA and ---
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