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BLAME-GAME

Are they snowballs down in hell or just fire, smoke and heat? I must live forever in my shell, solving the matters of your deceit. You put my feelings in the shredder, wearing that silly mask of Cupid, I'm guilty. I should have known better. You're Evil in disguise, and I'm so... stupid. You were feeding me with charming lies about how your Sun is kissing the snow, you made me walk away two thousand miles, now I don't live at home anymore. We should stop playing this blame-game, and don't hide behind the shadows of a traitor, the loneliness is whispering now my name, believe me, you will thank me for this... later, when your raven years will bring you wisdom, you'll sit and have your morning breakfast, you'll make confessions to God's kingdom, only then you'll triumph over Life's tempest.
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Written by
irene_77cj
48 / F / Romania
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Written by
irene_77cj
48 / F / Romania
Published
Apr 30, 2019
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24·142
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#blame#game#deception#hurt#cupid#stupid#evil#guilty#lies#traitor
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