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May 2015
I could not imagine
The way you jested me
I guessed
I would be the game to play, to laugh
When you were boring
When you had no one beside
But I did not fathom you were bad like this.

I wait and wait
For the one who just fights for his joys              
Do take no interest in other feelings                        
Which make noise in my thinking                    
"You are no good"
My mind struggles
Between what you have done and what you haven't done
To me, to others          
Just feel disappeared more than ever.
You are false.
Someone told "He is a bad guy". I used not to believe.
Tis MIC
Written by
Tis MIC  Vietnam
(Vietnam)   
  807
   Rapunzoll, NV and Arcassin B
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