pages of her heart

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The pages of her heart were worn
It had long lost the sweet smell of new books
It edges were frayed
It was coming undone
It was filled with horrible stories
She had long lost the hope to be read again
He picked her up claiming he loved old books
Every single detail of her he studied
He read every single little thing and took in the smell of ever dusty page
He signed his name among numerous
Others and cancelled out theirs with straight lines
He was fascinated by each story he read and wrote in it stories
But every story comes to an end
So like everyone else he was another reader who switched to another story
Leaving yet another tragic story in it

About
About a girl who falls easily inlove series of heartbreak but still she opened her heart to someone who claimed to like her even if she had a bad past and he left her in the end after creating memories

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