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Oct 2017
If it meant that I could make you smile,
Gladly, I’d play the fool.
Say something stupid, you’d laugh awhile,
I’m still just a dull tool.

I try to watch where you were, where you left too soon,
It’s hard to live my own life for you.
I lie with a smile, I’m just left howling at the moon,
But no idea what else I can do.
NTR
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