The New Girl Poem by Him Name
The New Girl
my heart hurts for the love that was a love that was more than love
the very love that the angle weept at the sight of such purity such purity only god would know what its like but in the mist of destruction a shade of pink is left but my heart will not let love for the break was too great what to do love again i could.....why is it so broken
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8/29/2026 5:41:53 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
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