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Hell Valley


He didn’t love her the way she loved him

And they almost knew what love was, just almost

But he had chosen not to love her now

But didn’t know that he couldn’t choose to love her later

And only when he realized that did he begin to feel remorse

 And he began to hate himself deep down inside

But she still loved him, the way she had always loved

But she was not sure if he was worth her time

But she decided that he was indeed worth it

And she showed him her light again and they loved again

And they held on to each other for dear life

And he felt lucky because he knew that

Second chances do not come often in Hell Valley.

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Comments (3)

caldwell
<p>LOL</p>
thic_chick
<p>I love it!!&nbsp;</p>
sincerebeautyx
<p>I love it.</p>

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