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Aug 2020
I held your hand
You broke mine
I kissed your face
You spat in mine
I only ever had your best interests at heart
You had your best interests at heart too
I was good for you
And all you did was make me cry
If you are so convinced that I was the problem then please leave me alone.
Maka
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Maka  24/F/Sad City
(24/F/Sad City)   
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   --- and Salmabanu Hatim
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