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Desperate I stood Bruised from shame A man on the edge of decay With an olive branch She brought me back Into her forgiving heart The next morning self-satisfied I left without remorse or goodbye
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Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 2:43 PM UTC
Callous vs Naïve
Desperate I stood Bruised from shame A man on the edge of decay With an olive branch She brought me back Into her forgiving heart The next morning self-satisfied I left without remorse or goodbye
For the young and the restless be careful out there
#desperate#men#read#into#their#motives
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M/South Africa
Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 2:43 PM UTC
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