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Aug 2018
I never thought sweet words would hurt.
From your lips to my heart, it created a wound.
Words so sweet, now the cause of my pain.
Words so sweet, but scars I gain.
It's too painful.
It's too late.
Your "I love you" is a bitter bait.
Mary Frances
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Mary Frances  25/F
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   Survived, --- and Scorpio
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