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May 2015
Every time, it's always the same,
I fall in love, but it can never be,
Either circumstance, or it was just a game,
Is it always them? Or always me?

Am I just another one?
Am I just a waste?
Am I just a bit of fun?
Am I just a taste?
Topher O'Neal
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Topher O'Neal  28/M/My head
(28/M/My head)   
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