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Feb 2014
US
When I think of you

Pain goes through my chest



Your care is a reminder

of all the lies you’ve made in the past years



You said you don’t know why

but to me, to lie is a choice



If you still want US forever

do something, to gain back my trust



I won’t hold your hand

until i know you can be good again.
Written by
Jask Ankh  UK
(UK)   
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