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Mar 2014
I am too much of a coward
To ever hurt you
So I let you believe
The definitions you make
Of the words that I say
My pride
Barely allowing me

I will never say
That I love you
Because I know that one day
I will probably take it back

But I see the smile
In your eyes
Smugness
A secret
You think I love you
And I am too much of a coward
To tell you that
I don't
pluie d'été
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