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Those who lost me


To those who lost me I am immensely happy from the bottom of my heart , for yours or my steps to part led to my happiness today. Everything was meant to happen in a way. Things remarkably fell into place ,every tough time led to this race. Your short comings that fell , led to your own mental hell. I know the kind of love I give is unforgettable in a way, the things I used to say... Don't contact me now, I've pretended your dead Don't be surprised, you made your own bed. My world only has a place for 1 heart and to my soul mate my lover, we will never part. I wish you well but I think nothing of your mental hell.
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