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Jun 2014
Told that she was unwanted,
her happiness popped
and popped
until there was no more

All she was left with
was the emptiness
that clung onto her
refusing to leave.
I'm trying so hard. Why does it still cling onto me? Please stop...
intoxx
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   Lior Gavra
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