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Mahirap mag tiwala uli lalo na
Kung ilang beses kana nyang sinaktan.
Isang babaeng nag tiwala at nagmahal sa mga taong itunuring nyang mga kaibigan pero niloko sya at isang lalaking nag paibig sakanya na nag dulut ng saya ngunit nag dulut rin ng kalungkutan.
nag dulot ng sakit na kailan man ay hindi nya inaasahan.......
# inspired by mutya ng section E
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His pov*
You can never escape me
Youre mine !Mine Alone!
Her pov*
I love him but he doesent
He just want me to suffer
He want me because Im look like her.
He love her but i love him
He doesent love me .He love seing me suffer ,cry and begging .
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