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Apr 27
It was a quiet secret not known too many.
So, who told you?
Who inform you of my feelings?

When, I wasn't so revealing.

Now, I'm in some type of feelings.
Hoping it would stay a hidden agenda.

But now that you been informed adjust to it.
Because my feelings will be shown.
Cause, now you have a man to call your own.

My problem, who told you?
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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