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Dec 2014
So maybe we're broken
Maybe we're bent
Maybe, yes
we've reached our end
it's over, our time to spend
There's nothing to be said
Nothing to be done
All those endless battles are gone
See the blood pouring through our veins?
See those scars, see those stains?
There they are
covering our remains
We've been through hell
The suffer, the dwell
The ground beneath us is shattering
We're sinking in
Falling and Scattering
but no, we didn't fall
we just lost it all
the agony was all out of control
too painful to be real
too hurtful to feel
it's too much to take
we bend
we break
Rana Ayman
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Rana Ayman  19/F/Earth
(19/F/Earth)   
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