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He talked, she blushed. He muted, she understood. He blamed, she reacted. He betrayed, she shattered. He spoke for patch up, This time she broke his heart. "But why?" He asked. "All game of words my dear. That was your turn, and this is mine."
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May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 12:07 AM UTC
||All Game of Words||
He talked, she blushed. He muted, she understood. He blamed, she reacted. He betrayed, she shattered. He spoke for patch up, This time she broke his heart. "But why?" He asked. "All game of words my dear. That was your turn, and this is mine."
silentriser2719
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28/F/India
May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 12:07 AM UTC
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