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Aug 2013
The lustful temptation was almost as sweet as the love she thought they were sharing.
But when the law comes into question he made a marvelous disappearing act.
The boy fled with heart and security in hand.
The boy? No the man.
The man who stole her childhood and innocence.
The man who cried love and the naive young women, looking and acting far beyond her years being fooled by the joker.
She was a sweet whisper on the wind, he was a dangerous dance that she was consumed in.
Mary Mack
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Mary Mack  Small Town USA
(Small Town USA)   
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