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They ... Killed my spirit, crushed my soul. My heart was left in million pieces. And will take a million years to collect them. A million years to put them back. Please, don't be a mean fool, my emotions are not a playing tool.
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May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 1:11 AM UTC
heart in million pieces
They ... Killed my spirit, crushed my soul. My heart was left in million pieces. And will take a million years to collect them. A million years to put them back. Please, don't be a mean fool, my emotions are not a playing tool.
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May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 1:11 AM UTC
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