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Apr 2016
but he makes my heart race,

i don't love him,

But he knows what to say,

i don't love him,

and he knows me well enough,

i don't love him,

and he doesn't lie to me,

i n't love him,

but i need him,

and i need his touch,

but i know i will never have it,

never,

because he is that sort of guy,

he will never love me,

the way i need,

or want,

but i don't love him,

yet i want him soo bad,

but this isn't love,

i know what love is,

this isn't love.
summer
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