Prologue

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This is a work of fiction. Any names, events, places and other ideas used in the story is only a product of the author's imagination.

As if the bitch cares.
Bitches don't fuck, they bitch.

-Phiera Naquiza Belarmino, the bitch

Roses are redViolets are blueIt's hard to forget you When I cannot do

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Roses are red
Violets are blue
It's hard to forget you
When I cannot do

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Missing the memories
But not you

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Someone left her
Without giving a clue

Roses are red
Violets are blue
She's a poet
And a lover too

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Even if you're deeply inlove
You're wasting the efforts you do

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Even if you love him
He'll find someone new

Roses are red
Violets are blue
He told me he loves me
But I know it's not true

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Can someone explain to me
How fast the bird flew

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I am not lying
So believe me this is true

Not all roses are red
Not all violets are blue
Everything changes
Just like my feelings for you

You were mine
I am yours
But that was before
Before you choose me to ignore

I am holding tight
You were giving up
I am crying
You're widely smilling

But dont you dare to come back
When I am happy, I won't give a fuck
Coz from the day you choose me to ignore,
I am burning my feelings on the core

Hi guys! Today is February 13. The day I started my first story. Hope you'll like it guys. Mwahhh

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 29, 2021 ⏰

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