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Apr 2018
so many People talk about me behind my back,
They are claiming to be my friend and
make fun of me.
have They ever thought "maybe she is tired of it
and thats why she doesn't laugh"?

i wish i was different too and
if only you knew what i do to make
others happy. but i will give you a hint
and it involves making myself miserable.

and all i need you to do is stop and think
for only one second before you speak of me.
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adept  16/F/Astray
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