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Her venomous lies as numerous as her hair. Can turn any man to stone with a simple stare. That's how I found myself in the position I was stuck in. Was tired of digging through the rough when I thought I found my diamond. But that fake glass shattered in hand and the pieces they dug in. Now when I feel things, I do it with caution.
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Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 2:10 PM UTC
Venom
Her venomous lies as numerous as her hair. Can turn any man to stone with a simple stare. That's how I found myself in the position I was stuck in. Was tired of digging through the rough when I thought I found my diamond. But that fake glass shattered in hand and the pieces they dug in. Now when I feel things, I do it with caution.
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Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 2:10 PM UTC
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