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I only write when I'm sad Broken, frustrated, mad. I can't think of anything In days when I'm great This, this is an exception A first at all. Somehow lost for words Yet strangely, able to type The point is, my point is Love..., Sometimes I am lost But always found, by you
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Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 1:43 PM UTC
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I only write when I'm sad Broken, frustrated, mad. I can't think of anything In days when I'm great This, this is an exception A first at all. Somehow lost for words Yet strangely, able to type The point is, my point is Love..., Sometimes I am lost But always found, by you
I can't express it properly... Just my point is I have always made an exception for love. In a great way..
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Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 1:43 PM UTC
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