Dominoes
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Last published Sat, Apr 29, 2017
You and I are like dominoes I fall for you, you fall for another.....
Another cliché love story? Maybe.
He's broken her so many times ....
.....if loving you feels as good as this I will remain a slave to your love
....you hurt me so much but I still can't get enough..
...he's an intoxicating drug...I'm beyond being addicted.....
She can't just take a hint...
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