A New Woman

waterworks

such kind of a heart be so tender.
His heart lay so good to make the nation pleased by own tender shed many waterworks.
now he is gone.
Life is hell.
Life sucks.
Nobody cares.
They do, but you feel like lying.
Why I will have back him, but i know this struggle is a test of pure Patience i can run, but i can't hide.


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