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Mar 2017
The reason I asked questions was because I couldn’t bring myself to believe you,
It was the same question, just different words,
Maybe I knew what your answer really was,
I just didn’t want to believe that it wasn’t me.
Not anymore.
Or maybe it never was.
glumplum
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glumplum  21/F/probably my room
(21/F/probably my room)   
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