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Apr 2020
One thing I'm good at
is giving way

That no matter it haunts me
at least, she's free

No matter it kills me
So long, she's happy

How deep it may scar me
for her heart still beat

And it wouldn't be for me
but I'll give a way
Smile, just smile.
Tint
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