Waste
Im ugly but somehow someone likes me I didn't know her that time I'm no lover. Throughout that time I ignored her as she approach I sopper she lend effort on it but I feel no sonnet. Now I found out but it's too late just dumped a precious waste blaming myself with hate trying to bring her back with haste. She found someone new turns out it's my nephew somehow my heart can't renew for the love that I never knew.
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