Broken Beyond Repair (BBR)
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Last published Sun, Jan 24, 2021
The shattering of a heart when being broken is the loudest yet quiet ever. Every time your heart is broken, a doorway cracks open to a world full of new beginnings, new opportunities.
Behind Fatima smile, was a breaking heart
Behind her laugh, she's falling apart
Behind her eyes, are tears at night
Behind her body, is a soul trying to fight for what her heart crave.
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