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Nov 2017
He’s so mad,
But I love him so bad.
I can’t help but to feel so sad.
Tap, tap, tap, my cigarettes pack goes.
Beat, beat, beat, my heart beats for him.
What else can I do, when we aren’t near?
Knock, knock, knock. I knock on his door.
He opens the door, I love him so much.
Can YOU love me madly?
Mila Berlioz
Written by
Mila Berlioz  20/F/Honduras
(20/F/Honduras)   
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   Kewayne Wadley and King
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