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xvii, april. (iii). you have no voice if no one is listening. © playlist poetry h.r. : #3
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xvii. FOR HER.
i watch a waterfall of stress pour from your hollowed out eyes. i've never felt my soul break into more pieces when you told me it would be better off to drown in this sorrow than to ever be happy again.
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