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Feb 2015
Sometimes,
I wish I hadn't met you
and I wish I could go back
to the times

when happiness
wasn't when I see you
or when you tell me
your sweet little lies

when sadness
wasn't when you ignore me
or when I get
your cold replies

I really miss it
when green wasn't my favorite
because its the color
of your eyes
Written by
Heba H
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