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Mar 2019
I’m sorry that you have to be my little secret
Everybody’s sleepin but you were deceivin
Late night creepin
As my door was creakin I just watched you creep in
I could not believe it, can you sense the feelin
It’s the season, everybody’s freezin
You needed somethin to believe in
I’m a heathen, lies I told you had you cheezin
Probably makes you wonder what else I’ve been keepin
Written by
Dean K  23/M
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