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Apr 2014
He told me that
he loved me
and
that I was bad for him
He told me that
I was like a bad habit,
I was addicting

But I guess we all know
that in the end,
everyone gets rid of their
bad habits
I don't want you to leave me.
Jente
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Jente
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