Ugly Romance
Did you love me at all?
How dare you even look my way with that stupid smile on your face.
Yeah, I loved you once, but it didn't take long for you to fuck it up and cut me like lace.
I'll admit your slithering tongue gave my body its first orgasmic shake.
Then you break up with me and now I have to walk around like I am unfazed.
What a disgrace!
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