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Jan 2017
He said "I love you",
And I believed him,
I hate myself so much,
How could I be such a *****?
I'd fallen prey to his sweet breath,
His glistening, white teeth,
His strong, defined muscles,
Like he'd done to so many other girls,
But I had an insatiable hunger for love,
And he just fed my esurient heart
Written by
Chelsea Krona  London, England
(London, England)   
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