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9:43 The first person to hold my hand It was from a boy who didn't love me My first kiss The same boy who i began to adore Still did not love me The first to make me feel there was a reason to breathe this precious air The first boy to make me feel adored Who told me there was a reason A reason to do things with love But yet This boy Still does not Love me
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Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 10:50 PM UTC
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9:43 The first person to hold my hand It was from a boy who didn't love me My first kiss The same boy who i began to adore Still did not love me The first to make me feel there was a reason to breathe this precious air The first boy to make me feel adored Who told me there was a reason A reason to do things with love But yet This boy Still does not Love me
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Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 10:50 PM UTC
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