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French betrayal 7

Now the distance was designated towards more and more
When she plucked mine strings of heart
By breaking up with me
She was now an adorable piece of alliteration who refused to be honest with me
She broke me with these lines
Thy art a good humble man who has a good tendency
But I was not too fancy
The sun ask him
that I was forced to love thou
But i knew that love is not a forceful recruitment
I am apologising for being Betrayed