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Oct 2014
You told me once never to trust you.
She told me how you've lied.
You even introduced yourself to me as a liar.
What the **** do I believe at this point?
Words are one thing for me to give you,
Though all of them truth,
But I'm terrified to give you anything more.
There is nothing I hate more than a liar.
Some lies can't be forgiven.
(From a few days ago.)
WickedHope
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WickedHope  27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell
(27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell)   
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