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Oct 2018
He loved her,
She even met his mother.
But you need to understand that she never learned to love.
She's only seen small memories between her mom and dad.
She was so surrounded by the abuse and lover misuse,
All the men she knew hurt her,
Even her daddy...He hurt her the worst by dying when she needed him most.
His love was nothing any more but lovely memories and a faded ghost.
All she ever did was loth,
and her mother locked herself away and mopped.
Boys took advantage of this,
men figured out how to use her more.
When they were done they only told her she was nothing but a little *****.
So when he showed her that there is such a thing as love,
She felt she needed to run.
What has she done to deserve such a beautiful thing?
Was god playing an awful joke?
Had she finally lost her mind?
Was she running out of time?
Now she only wishes to press rewind.
Maybe if she didn't run she wouldn't be alone.
Maybe he wouldn't have some many insecurities?
Only if she showed him all her insane insecurities.
Maybe she wouldn't have so many impurities
Quetta Rose
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Quetta Rose  17/F
(17/F)   
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   Perry
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