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The way he looks at me, with magnificence and praise Slices my heart to bleed in hopes that, May his love looks at me the same way his lusts do. But the truth is: While his eyes worship me, His heart sees me as nobody. - qyf
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Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 1:21 PM UTC
Collections of Pain
The way he looks at me, with magnificence and praise Slices my heart to bleed in hopes that, May his love looks at me the same way his lusts do. But the truth is: While his eyes worship me, His heart sees me as nobody. - qyf
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Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 1:21 PM UTC
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