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Jul 2011
you are my obsession,
this seems not a simple regression.
i draw on all my strength,
to keep you at arm's length.
but every time you call,
my heart takes a fall.
you are no good for me,
i can so clearly see.
but yet i confess,
i can stop myself no less.
Written by
Dyllies
685
   Tana Young and ---
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