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I am embarrassed to have invested in her at all. yet alone to have tarnished such deep sentiments as I had… I once felt loved completely, but discovered it a ruse. what more is to be said? than that the ***** should never taste my name on her tongue again. and my tongue never be scathed by the faulty vowels and consonants which I suppose some half-hearted demon composed while pondering of a word more vile than any forefathers had known; twas only befitting for the body he awaited to enter some January 19th, for him to torture in a hundred million more ways than any other born before.