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You planted seeds in my soul, And left them to wither. Mountains on my chest, And told me to breathe. Arrows in my heart, And called it love.
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Oct 6, 2018
Oct 6, 2018 at 4:04 PM UTC
Absence
You planted seeds in my soul, And left them to wither. Mountains on my chest, And told me to breathe. Arrows in my heart, And called it love.
zeeshan-riyad
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Oct 6, 2018
Oct 6, 2018 at 4:04 PM UTC
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