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My body is a canvas, and you painted it with scars. My mind is free, and you caged it behind bars. My soul is bright and soft, and you made it into dark and cold. My heart was whole and young, and now it's broken and old.
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May 8, 2019
May 8, 2019 at 10:53 PM UTC
My Reasons of You
My body is a canvas, and you painted it with scars. My mind is free, and you caged it behind bars. My soul is bright and soft, and you made it into dark and cold. My heart was whole and young, and now it's broken and old.
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May 8, 2019
May 8, 2019 at 10:53 PM UTC
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