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She never called me names even when l sent love flowers to other girls of my heart she never mocked my pain even when l flick her with emotional fire she never clothed blood as tears for conditional love and l just disguised myself to be a real person in our union spring but is this love love that never shared it blessing is this love no super base to help calm the noise of storm in her lonely air she just fell in love with the wrong spirit is this love her heart is cold like a chilly wind and only love can caused warm of sunlight in her face she has really sold her love to nothing but pain what a purple hibiscus

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