Sit here, we have to talk there are things that I have to tell you but I have to find a way and the last thing I want is to make you hurt. I have not been true I have not kept my promise I have sold our virtue I have lived in a lie. How can I go on without seeing you cry, but I have to tell you that... Sign in to see full entry.
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