love

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The love is fake

With the  group of some face

Nothing but a fate

Who love her from face

Under body of devil

He kissed her

He missed her but all things is fake

She saw he kissed her

She have a smile with a teary eyes

She hug him and He killed her

She had tear in eyes

The game is over not for him

Love is fake for her but  he love her for money

She take her reveng  with many then

At last she make him in pain  

The game is over with him

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