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Oct 2018
Many spy as they are
Spy on everything I do
Yet they say, they hate me
I don’t believe that

Why do they have
Have to mind my life
While their don’t love me
They do love me a lot

No matter how their
Pretend but their love
Me so much

When they don’t see me
Just for a single day
For them is like an
Year without seeing me

So tell me
What do you think
This (that) is
If is not love
They love me
Written by
Masse
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