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Oct 2013
I look so ugly at 3am.
Im a mess when I woke up.
Im not that attractive while walking down the streets.
And i wonder how did you love me
And how can you say that Im beautiful.
Dont lie.  
You dont love me.
You are lonely
You are bored
You missed being loved
And thats why you wanted me to stay.
fatin
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fatin  Borneo
(Borneo)   
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   Ferdows Sadeghyar
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