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Broken. My red tulips are gone, My red valentines days are gone, Only my broken soul are stayed
I can still remember the time when I begged for love. I lost my colors. I settled for the "maybe", the "I'll see if I can" and the "I'm tired". I endured the pain of every no, and over time I started to believe that maybe, just maybe, that's what I deserve. That I should just be...
