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I loved him, God knows I do love him very much to the point na kaya kong ibigay sa kanya ang lahat-lahat... but I didn't know that... that a tremendous love can be converted to an enormous hatred, despised and madness!
He is the man that took me out of my melancholic world only to find out that he is also that man that will drag me to hell.
But if I burn in the hellish fire of hell, then he'll burn with me!
Who would know that angels could turn into demons?
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