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Oct 2016
When we were just starting
You would often come to our house in the evening
We would stay in front of our house talking
I would be singing, and my guitar, you would be strumming

Our first date was at the burger stand
The first time I saw you, I was really stunned
Your deep voice, your personality
You are so good at keeping the mystery

You would spend the weekends with me
You would talk and walk with me at the park
You would talk about nothing to me
You would make me believe in the spark

You know what you’re good at?
...At the game called pretense
You know what you did to me?
You made me want to make my heart, again, dense.
October 3, 2016
19:45
PairedCastle
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PairedCastle  Philippines
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