The last of my heart

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 Areum. Just like her name, she was beautiful but like a rose she has thorns. She was like a perfectly red rose, she attracts you with her beauty but once you touch her, she'll inflict pain on you with her thorns.

 


 

I was a fool, I knew her history of playing with the hearts of guys like me, but I was blinded with love that I didn't mind my bleeding heart yearning for me to stop before I crush myself any further. And just like glass, she broke me, and never will I be repaired again.

 


 

Foreword

No Copyright or Plagiarism intended.

This story was inspired by Juan Miguel Severo's "Ang Huling Tula na Isusulat Ko Para sa Iyo" this is dedicated to someone special.

We tried to translated it from Tagalog to English. We hope that you'll like it.

Warning for cursings.

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