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by Whitney Aug 18, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
For me, Love wasn't meant to be. Every time I think I'm love, I end up falling from above. All those things he said to me, Seemed so real I just couldn't see. They were all lies that I found out, That love wasn't meant for me know doubt.
by Colourful Mind
Great poem here x x