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I wasn't surprised you lied to me. After all, it's what you do. How pointless it was to keep from me. Trust is what you always swore you wanted. My heart does not break. And it does not easily forget. You were only a Playboy in your own mind. Something you will learn to regret. No longer will I be a pawn in your ridiculous game of fools. You are not the King you claim to be. And soon you will discover That playing hearts like a deck of cards you end up with less than you began.
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