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Jun 2014
They don't know
That I cry myself to sleep
That I am constantly sad
That I feel like I am drowning
That I cut myself
That my smiles are fake
That my laughs are forced  
They don't know.

They don't know anything at all.


(a.d)
lost girl
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lost girl
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   Mehma Kunwar
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