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Feb 4
4a.m and I'm at your door,
wondering why I haven't been here before.
Yes we're no good for each other,
but my love for you is like no other.

I know that it is late in the night;
I know that I am your kryptonite.
We’ll both regret this in the morning,
but my love I’m in mourning.

If this is the last time hold me tighter,
I will be a fighter.
Maybe we’ll last this time,
I promise to do better this time.
i miss you
Written by
Daisy Will  23/F
(23/F)   
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