on december you were hurt,
your first heartbroken,
and started to play games
with girls who loved you dearest
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hunter ▸ book one
Poetryfrom like to love to hate then start at the beginning again, it was like a cycle, a cycle that i wanted to end yet i can't because i love the every edge of his imperfections, and his perfect flaws [ © 2014 greyfilmplaying ] poetry #48 | short story...
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on december you were hurt,
your first heartbroken,
and started to play games
with girls who loved you dearest
