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Oct 2014
Bleed*
Bleed out every emotion you were too afraid to speak;
let the pen be your razor.
the ink, your blood;
let the ink flow and speak for you.
Athea
Written by
Athea  Abu Dhabi
(Abu Dhabi)   
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