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Nov 2014
Trying to think of a metaphor, to explain my broken heart,
But all I have come up with is that it's been torn apart.

Cliche and said too much
I know it's nothing new
But my poor heart is in desperate need,
of some super glue.
Waiting for time to help me forget
Luisa bernabó
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Luisa bernabó  Rome
(Rome)   
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