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Isabella
Either to swear, or not
The lies are a bad spot
Thanks, but thanks a lot
For your unfaithful effort
Isabella, remember, again
That love has fall in a drain
Not only nothing to gain
But also broke the brain
You believe all what you say
As a role of a daily play
Surely, will see some day
How much of love you deny
Wednesday 13th February 2019 3:31 pm
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