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Apr 2018
You’re on my mind I thought you’ve left, you knocked on the door and waited on the step. You got impatient and knocked again, you don’t think I’m home but it’s just pretend. I don’t want to see you, you make me feel blue, I think I’m better off just not answering you. I’m waiting for you to leave so I can go on, but with you on my mind it makes it feel wrong. The third time you knocked, I started to give in, you’re back in my mind once again.
Hello, nostalgia.
Written by
Faithy  18/F
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