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I have missed out on the thrills of being a soft place between a rock and a hard place which is a bad boy I was afraid of becoming a toy a welcome mat, stepped on repeatedly covered in dirt and worthlessness because of fear I found myself held hostage to boring love with good guys who in the end only proved to be ugly lies which led to my beautiful cries in the end, I should have taken my chances with the handsome devils who were at least good at dancing!
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Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 11:08 AM UTC
Ugly Angels & Handsome devils
I have missed out on the thrills of being a soft place between a rock and a hard place which is a bad boy I was afraid of becoming a toy a welcome mat, stepped on repeatedly covered in dirt and worthlessness because of fear I found myself held hostage to boring love with good guys who in the end only proved to be ugly lies which led to my beautiful cries in the end, I should have taken my chances with the handsome devils who were at least good at dancing!
Never would have believed good guys could break hearts. Guess they were never good from the very start.
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Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 11:08 AM UTC
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