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Apr 2014
As you smile sweetly
And urge me to give in
I can't help but notice that you've done this before
As you touch my trembling skin  
I quickly realize that I hate you
But this makes me hate myself too
Because hating someone
Is the one thing I promised myself I'd never do
Mae Walker
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Mae Walker
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   Mina and Jayanta
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