Forgotten
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Last published Fri, May 3, 2019
Love can be a poison. Everyone looks for it and some think they find it when really all they find is pain. Lies can kill. Promises are dead. And 'i love you' is poison. Some can find love, but what about the one who are forgotten? The ones who lay awake thinking about their heart they've given just for it to break. These are the stories of those who gave love only to get hate, break, and lefted behind.
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