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Pedal stool. 2018 January x

I miss my love , i once was a loving girl with heart on her sleeve, till I met a man that I thought was too good for me. Many a night we shared our thoughts, Layed our body on knaked lawns, We would talk for hours and ever more, I was just in total awe. I could not stop thinking of this man of mine, i just put him up so high so high I could not fly, But I thought he could, he should save the world and me too. But yet we destroyed each other Beat each other down Stoned each other at every chance we got, i hated him, I just hated him I become so bitter for my knight in shineing armor just did not exist. I was heartbroken I think for the first time at 34 forevermore. I woke up out of my fairytale I'm not cinderella He is not prince charming I had put him on a pedal stool Too high too reach...
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Feb 2, 2018
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Love x heartbroken x miss x feel silly x

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