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Mar 2019
The essence of love is strong but un-pure. And you are soaked in this devilish scent. My heart undoubtedly drawn in. I slowly lost myself in you. Day after day you were the one thing to constantly trace my mind. This love poisoning my judgment. I am trapped inside your palm. Now just another pawn in your war with love.
Bella
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Bella  15/F
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