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by Aiman
Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #2071997
The day I wrote this poem was the day,when one of my dream had died..
Let me collect the broken pieces,
Scattered,
Dead,
And celebrate the pain quietly,
For they need peace now,
They are already in pieces..
Aiman


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