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Jan 2017
I loved who I thought you were
I am pretty sure
Oh did we pretend?
I am pretty sure
Did I defend?
I am pretty sure
I needed to depend
I am pretty sure
I now have to contend
I am pretty sure
I wish someone would lend
I am pretty sure
It did not bend
I am petty sure
Is there offend?
I am petty sure
Is it the end?
I am pretty sure
Can it mend?
I am not too sure...
By: B. Peterson
Abeja Reina
Written by
Abeja Reina
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   --- and Pagan Paul
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