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@Aalia more from that month

I guess not everyone is born a fighter, and that I'm too weak to even tell people what I really feel. But somehow, I hope they can see through the walls I had to build around me, the ones that I put up to save myself for once. I hope the people I love can hear the silent cries behind my straight face, the constant longing for the simple, beautiful things, like warm hugs. I wish they know that inside this armor is someone who just wants to be heard. Understood. That there are days when I just don't want to fight battles anymore, and a thousand nights when I crave for free love because I don't think I have anything left to give. I hope they know.

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