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| Oh how I wanted him He was my death, but I coudn't tell cause he was masked with fake perfection, beauty and a kilo-watt smile. He was as fine as wine everything the enemy told me I'd always wanted. The Perfect Trap. He came to impregnate me with lies,deceit and lust that was birthed from the lips of his father. He brought murderous love that required the price of my soul. But... Why would I leave the clean pristine love. My eternal love. You unwrap me one layer at a time to show the ugliness that he left, but then you clean and dress me from head to toe I'm decked and beautiful in your sight. I am a queen of spirit, loved by you. I am not his toy, but I am your joy everlasting love. You take me and make me yours. |
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