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Sep 2015
i lie on the wet grass as i pick at the flower petals
he loves me
your loving eyes stare back at me as i gaze back into your eyes
he loves me not
you yelled at me saying that i wasn't perfect
he loves me
your sweet words always cheered me up
he loves me not
you told me to stop seeing you
he loves me
you told me you loved me
he loves me not
you said it was all a game
he loves me
you promised me you would never leave

he loves me not
*you left saying you would be back
chris
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chris  21/F/tokyo
(21/F/tokyo)   
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