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Apr 2016
Once upon a time
You opened my mind
With ****** inter course.
Now your so deep into your flaws,
Your closed.
For refurbishment,
You heard my thoughts.
I miss you.
These issues are beyond the metaphors
Of what's mine and yours.
Behind closed doors,
I think of you
When you dismiss me so easily,
Whilst I think about how it used to be.
Buts that's a memory
And reality is mystery.
I don't know why you don't want me anymore.

I stay true.
I'll always stay true.

And hopefully,
We can be what we used to,
Someday,
Sometimes
One day.

I held my breath and died
Got Guanxi
Written by
Got Guanxi  London - England
(London - England)   
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