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Feb 2022
Don't tell me that you love me
I don't like that ****
So I bite my lip
And I hold my tongue
For the things you said
Made me feel so dumb
And My heart so cold
Never been so numb
What did i do to you?
What are you running from?
Jorge L Echevarria
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Jorge L Echevarria  30/M/NC
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