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I Saw You Two On That Stone Bench We Sat On When You Broke My Heart The First Time

by @jackledead

You don’t deserve it, but you may get it, And I will be happy for you. And if it breaks you again, I’ll smile and laugh; And if you manage to go the whole way with him, I’ll laugh even harder, out of joy this time, not sadism. I will never support you, nor detach you again, I got my revenge, and you got yours. I hope you make it, because you gave him so much, And he gave you some too; But you both took- stole. I hope you make it because you have ruined countless lives for this, And if it fails, it will all be for naught. Make it work, Miss Renner, because if you don’t, The dead weight of your victims will multiply.
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For You?
Written by
jackledead
21 / M
Published
Nov 30, 2013
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Your family, your friends, and your replacement lovers like Me.

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