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Apr 2014
The curse that once consumed me
As the mordern tech allowed him to find me at first I ignored his attempts with an lol but he continued I gave in little I didn't think I entered with my whole gave him my soul my body I felt alive and dead at the same time his eyes big brown mesmorised my intelligence his light skin beautiful long hair with my fingers inside it was not magic but mistycal he became my world I flaunted him I was happy little did I expect the eminent pleasure I gave him he was to be my forever it was written in my smile
But he killed it tore me had me questioning my beauty my love it wasn't enough he was a curse I couldn't forget depression deep in to presures of stress I fell into a slum a loss of happiness anger consumed me and he didn't care all he wanted was forgiveness without a valid reason I hope it was worth it now he's beauty hides and I don't see it he's presents repulse me and leaves him ugly in my eyes he's smile is like that cheap chineas heel that broke in the street while I was walking attention is what I gave him my hope and all he offered was depression without a valid answer a curse for me to forget.
#lost an idiot I loved
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marcia noria sono  witbank, south africa
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