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Sep 2020
Why is it wrong but it feels so right?
I think about it all through the night.

Are we supposed to be in love?
Don't tell me it's lust.

We're not supposed to be together?
But our hearts wants this forever.

Do we tell them the truth?
Or keep it a lie?

I'll break down every night...
But I'm willing to give us a try.
Written by
lee
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     --- and Frances Raeburn
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