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(An old poem I made)
Don't tell me you love me. Stop hurting my soul. Your lips do not taste like honey, but like venom. And your touches stings like rays. I thought you were an Angel, but maybe you're a Devil. Maybe. I thought you were my love, but maybe you're not. You tricked me into your lies. The clean, clear water was actually a Venomous Blood. Dripping in my soul, and in my heart. Do us part. |
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very very good quite like what i am going through
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