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Shoot me with your hate,
Jealous, or grudge
But never take me for granted.
Lie to me, stab me in the back,
Or spread rumors of me
But never confront me
With fake love
And take me for granted
N.Hetari
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Beyond The Thoughts
شِعر[Completed] "We all have stories, some will tell, some will hide and some will just pour it all in a poem"
