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Sep 2015
He was the devil with his words; he pretended to genuinely care. He listened but never intervened. When he did speak his mind, he was careful with his words but he lured you in with his charm and perfect smile. The indestructible girl who was little too protective of her heart let her guard down for the Devil. He swallowed it whole and left her aching with a hole in her chest and no one to mend her soul.
Joli-Anne Harper
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