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Jun 2015
It was her
Her gleaming eyes became irresistible to him
His underlying emotional demeanor was obvious to her
She slid herself into his heart
It was not just a game,
It was a way for her to find love
For her, love meant taking hold of another mans heart,
Suffocating it
Squeezing it
And finally, crushing it.

She was it
She was that girl who hurt so badly that she could never love again
She destroyed every decent man in her path
This vicious cycle became a quick fix
For at any point in time,
She could always fish for more.
TT
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