Silently Hurting
Little did I know how persistent i would be, If need be, until I met you. may still who knows!- be smouldering in my crashed and broken heart. I'd rather die in pain than ruin yours, in search of mine I'd never have you disturbed nor yet be pained but rather bury it in my heart why didn't anyone tell me how onerous I was and not a paragon of love as i thoughtI was? i i was plonked but I am good not because I should, but because she is .
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