Used Of My Tears
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Complete Tue, Dec 23, 2014<5 mins
This is a poem out of my feelings. :)
This is kinda cliche nung high school ko pa
kasi ginawa. I just wanted to share. Wala lng.
haha. Basta yun na yun. :D
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