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Feb 2015
Please don't ask me how I'm doing,
I can't answer you.

Please don't tell me to hold on,
because I can no longer do.

Please don't say things will be fine,
I won't believe you.

Please don't talk to me,
I'm afraid you'll see right through.
Written by
Gill  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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