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Oct 2018
What a fool to think that what we had could be real
To think that a repeated story could turn out differently
But here we are broken for different reasons
You’re mad because I’ve had enough of your *******
And I’m upset from all I have been through
Sacrifices and rebellious love gestures
All for a greedy boy who can never Love
aih
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aih  21/F/in my head
(21/F/in my head)   
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