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Dec 2019
Over and over and over again,
You look at me like I’m your friend.
You knock, and I let you in.
Over and over and over again.

Never, ever, ever again.
Will I ever let you in.
I don’t trust anyone anymore.
But at least I’m courteous enough to pretend I do.
Written by
Malia  16/F/Stuck in my home :p
(16/F/Stuck in my home :p)   
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