WHY YOU HATE TO BE LIED TO WHEN YOU'RE THE TRAITOR OF YOUR OWN?
you don't wanted to get lied to, yet you got laid on the bed easily.
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Smile, Cry, Die
Poetry"How can you save a splitting relationship when you can't even save yourself? " I'm Dane and this are the words I couldn't dare to shout. The words of pain that I couldn't precipitate. The metaphors I couldn't dare to speak... Would you listen? ...
