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Suffered In Love (part 2)

There is no better heartbreak when it’s cracked in two

By Arlo WyseePublished about a month ago 1 min read

I turned reality on and one thing ringed true there is no better for heartbreak when it’s cracked in two. As I started to move peace tried to pass by. But my headache stuck to me like glue. As I fell to the floor my simulation stopped then I came back to the place I knew. I got up and the sweat dispersed I was a total pool. But my love life remained like sand on a beach dry and unsteady as she walked over my feelings stating depart from me I never knew you. While enjoying the day and throwing my thoughts. I thought she would hold them well but she rather focus on the jewelry she brought which was the two pieces of my heart she pulled apart. Then she begin to entertain another man her moves brought the waves he could barely stand. So I decide to carry myself back home more training had to commence.      

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    Written by Arlo Wysee