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Jul 2015
I watch these supposed loves.
And I look and look for their love that everyone but me sees.
I understand they speak sweet words of love.
But to me that love is loyality.
Those promises made do not seem to be love.
It seems like forced loyality through something they can't control.
It doesn't seem like love.
It doesn't seem real.
So why does everyone believe it is?
Written by
Clary Morgan  a house
(a house)   
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