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Apr 2016
Let's make a fool out of
our ourselves today.

Tell me you love me, and I'll do the same.
Tell me I've been in your dreams,
and I'll worship your name
Tell me we'll be something,
and I'll start the flame
Tell me our love's going to be a mess,
and I'll take the blame.

Just tell me this things,
and forget them tomorrow
Just let me remember this things,
Even if their lies brings me sorrow.

And even if you won't do them to me,
then I will; to you.

For long ago I did. I have.
I will.

I'll always will.
The romantic poet on April Fools day.
Franz Bartolome
Written by
Franz Bartolome  Manila
(Manila)   
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     ---, Sarleen Kaur, elizabeth and Wanderer
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