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She's my beginning, she will be my end. For she is the one and only one for me, my brokenheart will mend. She's beautiful in more ways than one, she my special little someone. But, sadly, a witch has come to tear us apart. I don't want us to go down badly. So I am here to the grave to dig. though the witch that is trying to tear us apart is as fake as Donald Trump's wig.
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Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 8:59 AM UTC
I can't lose her
She's my beginning, she will be my end. For she is the one and only one for me, my brokenheart will mend. She's beautiful in more ways than one, she my special little someone. But, sadly, a witch has come to tear us apart. I don't want us to go down badly. So I am here to the grave to dig. though the witch that is trying to tear us apart is as fake as Donald Trump's wig.
The one I love is being forced to leave again, but I love her so much, I will wait forever if I must. I swear, wherever she is in the world, i will find her, and I will fall in love all over again, and we will be together again.
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Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 8:59 AM UTC
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