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Struggling heart


A lot was there, But only for those two ears.. Pool of feelings was there, But no one really seems to care It hurts a lot, alot means a huge lot, What was he?? Now I wonder my lonely fear.
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dion mangate
<p>fears can become strengths .</p><p>&nbsp;</p>

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