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The days just pass by and the calender where the pages are beeing pulled off One after another Only missing the "He loves me, he loves me not" Then it could have been a flower. 'Cause some days he messages me Some days he doesn't I just keep waiting For that single message which now and then makes my day.
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Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 1:01 PM UTC
Waiting
The days just pass by and the calender where the pages are beeing pulled off One after another Only missing the "He loves me, he loves me not" Then it could have been a flower. 'Cause some days he messages me Some days he doesn't I just keep waiting For that single message which now and then makes my day.
HeidiHenriksen
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Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 1:01 PM UTC
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