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Friends To Foes

We were like the snails in the shells We promised to go together to hell, We believed each other as Angel does to devil, It's my fate to hate it, things we did I admit I regret it.... From eating each other's food To solving each other's feuds, We grew getting beaten together, No, I can't believe you left me for someone better, In case you remember me, wait forget it I admit I regret it.. I have new friends now hope you too I'm sure they won't turn into foes like you, I'm much happier than earlier I did, I admit I regret it.....?? ~ Occult Reacher

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Date: 9/22/2020 5:53:00 AM
my love, will remain same you are like a bug in lions mane i dont care if you stay in there dare not be troublesome else bare.....
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