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Jul 2018
I don’t know how others
Perceive me But in my eyes
I think I come off clingy
I don’t try to be this way
I really wish I could change
But I just can’t ...I just can’t
Stop caring about you when
You’re on my mind more than
white on rice
My grandma use to tell me that’s like white on rice ....it’s like always there never leaving spot on
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