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Flashback

by aima nehal

Close the eyes and cut the present It's all the past that made me blackened I was weeping beside the pillow Hurt someone or hurt by one It's all my fault it's all my fate I cheated on the person that was my shade Then endured , became stoic Got the answers, took the revile Oh yes we all know the ugly fact Scars are not so easily detached I have to live with this history No one could help to find the mystery Aima_
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lovayou
<p>Flashback &nbsp;well intuited and expressed.&nbsp;<br />Add that stoic would already be before, not that it became. Life is hard.</p>

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