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Nothing left to say, no words to utter. But still , i could hear the echo of something that was never heard !!! the worthless shreded tears the ruthless tiring times, were all mere a diversion to which my life...never rhymed !!! trying to regain, trying to rebuild, trying to recollect ..the pieces broken out of me. Maybe someday, i could assemble them. someday.. i could join them together. At least, there's still a hope ... hope of finding again "the REAL ME" !!!
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Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 5:15 AM UTC
finding myself....
Nothing left to say, no words to utter. But still , i could hear the echo of something that was never heard !!! the worthless shreded tears the ruthless tiring times, were all mere a diversion to which my life...never rhymed !!! trying to regain, trying to rebuild, trying to recollect ..the pieces broken out of me. Maybe someday, i could assemble them. someday.. i could join them together. At least, there's still a hope ... hope of finding again "the REAL ME" !!!
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Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 5:15 AM UTC
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