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Feb 2021
Why oh why,
Must you tell me lies?
Word after word,
my trust in you dies.
With callousness I cope,
I've lost all hope.
You were so much fun,
We had a good run,
But this fling is finished,
So quickly diminished.
Boy what a shame,
You just had to play games..
Written by
Jayme
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