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Dec 2015
stop making
          *me nervous


with the words
you spelled so right

            the truth you
told that night

it felt so unreal
but
i believed it

your smile as warm as sweater in winter
can't even talk to you with my eyes straight to yours
it only can give a fool smile
the charming side of yours kills me everytime

we wanted to be together
*but we could do only nothing
FiesaLy
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FiesaLy  UK
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