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Feb 2020
The paths I take keep tearing me apart
They tell me to choose wise,
but they're all the same at first sight
Sweet, until they get what they want
Nothing real, all fun and games
No one to really love
Keep falling for the wrong guys,
Even though there's many other once waiting in line
Written by
Helina  F
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