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Sep 2018
No I'm not yours, and I'll never be.
Yes I am sure, that you're not for me.
Thanks for the roses, they're quite beautiful.
I'll place them in the nicest vase that I own.
But don't get to dreaming that my hand you'll hold.
Soon as you're done with your coffee, go home.

Please don't you come around my door again.
We're not to be lovers, hence we can't be friends.
I'll stay here alone without your company.
'*** no, I'm not yours, and I'll never be.
Written by
Alfredo Ron
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