Of Sadists And Romantics.
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Last published Tue, Jun 6, 2017
They had loved others. They had hurt others.
They were but strangers in a strange land.
They were young. They were girls.
They were sadists. They were Romantics.
They looked happy. They really weren't.
They acted normal. They didn't even know normal.
They had secrets. So many secrets.
They fell for others easily. They broke those others easily.
They never meant to, but they did, anyway.
Until, they fell again. This time, for real.
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