Tyler broke his Marla bare. She’d been the one who drew their stare. Some horrid wretch who’d love the dame but find herself most steeped in shame. This woman stayed and knew the cost. She broke the bitch and all was lost. Then She rose back with greatest will and killed the wretch with words and still; She’d hold onto this one from yore from back till now when she’d be floored.
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