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atticus breakup helpless poetry rupikaur

break tear shatter split fracture sever demolish crush damage hurt destroy annihilate batter divide you.

a harmonious balance of absolutely discordant poetry about a horrendously structured relationship.

heavily inspired by Canadian poet rupi kaur and poet ATTICUS.All Rights Reserved

atticus breakup helpless poetry rupikaur

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