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Jun 2018
'tis a word that hath been diceived for plesure or satisfaction

'tis a word that doth not be uséd in the ways we believéd

'tis our own perception and perspective instead of the horrid truth

Pain is the only feeling we can use to seperate love from hate when it's all that's real
Written by
Armand-DeamoJC  21/M/South Aftica
(21/M/South Aftica)   
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