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Feb 8
You might be not who I imagined
I’m aware, yet can’t help
Staring at you stealthily, while you pass through me with your friends

Oh god, you don’t even notice me
You care less to see
How fast I’m falling in love with you
Yeah, I know. I’m too naive

You’re probably a *******,
But the thought of you fills me with zeal
If I’m as good as they say
Then why am I not the one for you?

I guess I’m doomed for unrequited love
Written by
Jenny
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