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Feb 2019
Who would have thought,
That it would be you.
You falling for me,
Like the fall leaves on trees.
Like rain,
Falling down, causing pain.
Who would have thought,
That it would be you.
You leaving me,
Like the fall leaves on trees.
Written by
Tristan  17/M
(17/M)   
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   eileen
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