Is It Love Or Lust?
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Although there are many meanings of a heartbreak... Heartbreak to me means getting played by someone you gave your all to or putting everyone before yourself and getting let down and even disappointed in someone you expected the most from. When I used to think of heartbreak, I thought of pain. But I look at it as a lesson. Something to learn from... In this story you would find out that Harmony been put through a lot of shit and will always been there for her girls.
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