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After Eight Moments…

. He loves me… He loves me not! Thought hurting me like A paper cut. Not much blood shed But the wound burns, My mind spirals The flower turns. He loves me… He loves me not! I trust fate I really do, but… It doesn’t matter, You know? It’s true. Because, my Love I do…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…