Those Unbearable Hidden Secrets
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Having A Fourteen Years Of Hiding Those Secrets That I, Myself And My One And Only Person Really Knows About It.
And Then You'll Be A Part Of It Right Now Of By Being Told/Telling The Story Of Those Secrets.
Would You Believed That I Bear It All?
I thought of having him is the best thing she does to me but at the same time, It made me suffer after all those things he'd done to me. But now, I keep on avoiding to face those things that could've been continued over again. Would it made me luckily safe by now?
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