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"Torn love"

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Love is like, one of the most painful things a person can go through, ya know? And even though I ain't that old, I've been through a lotta tough stuff in my life. Right now, I'm just kickin' back in my throne, sippin' on a hot cup of coffee, with some chill tunes playing in my ears, and I'm just staring at the pages of this open book in front of me. Lemme tell ya my short story, a story that got wrecked by love. I'm feelin' this intense pain throbbin' throughout my body, hittin' me hard in the heart. I got this weird sensation, like a heavy gust of wind weighin' down on my shoulders, but at the same time, there's this light feather tryna lift me up and carry me away. But whatever, I ain't gonna get into the dark side of my story. I'm just a regular person with a mind fulla secrets and heartaches, scared of the light shinin' on me.All Rights Reserved

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