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It’s been said and done a thousand times and this title used twice many. Typically a lovers quarrel that ends in a lie becoming a truth. But, how? How is it that after hundreds of years lovers still hide their past lives or how many others have entered their beds? Love is built upon trust, and trust is sacred and delicate, but also stronger than most feelings But like every great kingdom there is something to bring it down White lies turn to lies and lies destroy the unconditional love we all have for one another But then why do we do it?
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Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 7:50 PM UTC
Lies
It’s been said and done a thousand times and this title used twice many. Typically a lovers quarrel that ends in a lie becoming a truth. But, how? How is it that after hundreds of years lovers still hide their past lives or how many others have entered their beds? Love is built upon trust, and trust is sacred and delicate, but also stronger than most feelings But like every great kingdom there is something to bring it down White lies turn to lies and lies destroy the unconditional love we all have for one another But then why do we do it?
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Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 7:50 PM UTC
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