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Wednesday, November 1, 2017
The Waste Of A Good Heart
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
2 comments:
its simply frustrating
how we all have
the power
to love yet
we choose
to hate...
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