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By allaboutmylife, miami, FL

Empty kisses and empty promises,
you told me you would come. Why
did I believe the one who stole my

The thief, the cheater, the liar,
the schemer.

The delusions created by me, the
desperate wanderer in the barren
desert still haunt me. Why did I
believe the one who broke what
was left of my black heart?

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