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I came across him.
He seemed so innocent.
I was only a young lady.
filled with hope.
His love tales invited me in.
His hymn of love
I agreed
with the best
future wishes
in my thoughts.
I hoped that he'd be true.
I hoped that he meant what he sang.
I loved him.
He used my body and left.
Now I'm pregnant.
He left me.
with my broken heart
and a baby inside me
what he did
is extremely horrible
He is cruel
I hate him.
Love is not real.
I no longer believe in it.
love
It's not sweet.
It wasn't good for me.
I became an unlucky person.
Love is a curse.
He broke my heart.
That was pretty awful.
About the Creator
Gloria Penelope
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Comments (1)
Sad!