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 Feb 28
Layla
I wait for your words like a parched throat waits for cold water.
 Feb 28
Layla
I have pulled out the dagger of memories from my heart,
But the wound will never heal.
Never heal
 Feb 28
Layla
I'm worn by sorrow, they're graced by joy,
These are the scars of tears, or the pangs of love.
Tears....

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