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Sep 2019
How many times can I wright about something I don't feel
When will I ever find something I think is real
Do I know what love is? Or am I just dumb
Feeling that you give me seem to make me numb
I'm lying to myself, I know I don't feel this
I have my moments but its not true bliss
When will I know? I don't mind
Love is a thought I don't want to find
Thomas Burge
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Thomas Burge  22/M/England
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