Nothing left
If you peered in through her rib cage,
You’d find an empty space,
From the world she gave her heart to,
That didn’t put its own in that place.
If you peered in through her rib cage,
You’d find an empty space,
From the world she gave her heart to,
That didn’t put its own in that place.
People will hate you, rate you, agitate you and smash you. But how tough you stand is what makes you.
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Read MoreMy parents are beginning to hate me and my relatives have also started to hate me. They say that I have become too rude and don’t listen to them.
Read MoreShe is not a nice girl and she plays politics with me. I hate her; because of her my friends left me alone.
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