-I happen to love too many things
…the wind is everchanging like my heart…
-I probably get more than I deserve
…your lips are so much sweeter in the dark…
-Your love, sincere, has made me guilty to a point of lies
…I’d love to think I’ll miss you when we part…
-One can only pretend and lie for so long
…Yet I don’t love you…and there was no spark…
-I’m just as confused as the next girl
…Confusion’s taken to a point of art…
manipulation is a cruel art…
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Nice write. I like the delivery of the piece.
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Very Nice
I really like this very much.
Very well written and I really enjoyed reading it.
Thanks.
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Yiggle yoggle woo woo.
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I wish I didn't know him.
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Playful, good
Ah, manipulation... one of woman's most powerful tools. Truthfully, I prefer honesty, even if it can be brutal. There's something to be said for someone who has the balls to say what needs to be said *when* it needs to be said.
Good words to keep in mind.
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Pshaw. Honesty... I'm abiding my time.
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Good luck with that. Hopefully it doesn't backfire on you.
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Great Write..The simplicity is very beautiful.
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Very efeecetive, and creative. too true, great job, i love the ... sentance... its great, kind of like unfinished thought, very nice,..
thanks for the share..
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I'm so there
I am living this as I read...great expression.
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