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Jan 2021
My thoughts of you, they torment me.
It’s true.
I dance with their lies, wither in ignorance.
Happiness cries.
This pain I do, I won’t stop,
Not for you.
This is like a Crush 2, and I hope you can see the same criticism I made of my crush to this girl that I made in my first one, they’re just more obvious in this one.
Richard Graydon
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