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May 2015
Him
Sick of making memories of us in my mind.
Tainting the hazy moments we had.
Looking back and wishing I had just lied.
I told you I can't stop thinking of you,
But didn't tell you how hard I had tried.
To stop this spinning mind from landing on you.
Written by
Jane
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   Sumina Thapaliya
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