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Jun 2020
before you told me you loved me, it was already felt just not said
at this point I guess we really had to come to an end

...and as soft and as painful as this is
maybe I just need one last kiss
I tried to love someone that doesn't love himself, he's like my mirror from years ago, it felt like he really loved me but now I don't know
phoebe fructuoso
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phoebe fructuoso  25/F/MNL
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