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Sep 2010
If you don't know me, then don't make a promise to me,
because making a promise to me,
is like holding on to my heart.

But out of everyone in the world,
You were the one I trusted the most,
And you dared to make not 1 but 2 promises,
You of all people knew the consequences.

Yet that day came,
Not only did you brake both of the promises,
You lied about it, and to me...
How could I ever trust you again,
When you just ripped out my heart in front of me.

If only you knew,
How you broken me
experience from an old friend of mine
Written by
Isabella
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