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Beautiful she

Sin met a sin in her eyes. Holding a sour bitter sugar candy, she stands under a shade now. Alone.

Me and me and a war

In the agony of the days spent, she Crys.... She talks to her self and laments. She calls it a war. Yes! A WAR.

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