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Unbareable Truth
What a pleasurable pain
to be loved by someone who only wants to use you
someone who only wants your body and not your mind
accepting the fact that you are wanted, only for vanity and not for soul purpose.
You are but an object,
a hole for someone to dump their sadness into.
Nothing more, nothing less.
Thursday 8th March 2018 4:08 am
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