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Your handsomeness is glowing, My love for you is growing. Seeing you with others is aching. My heart inside is breaking. My chances for you are decreasing. Even when we don't talk for a while, I'm still caring and can't stop thinking. I'm really tired of hurting, But when you talk to me, I still find myself smiling.
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Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 3:06 AM UTC
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Your handsomeness is glowing, My love for you is growing. Seeing you with others is aching. My heart inside is breaking. My chances for you are decreasing. Even when we don't talk for a while, I'm still caring and can't stop thinking. I'm really tired of hurting, But when you talk to me, I still find myself smiling.
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F/Somewhere
Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 3:06 AM UTC
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