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“It’s cool.” I say, Under my breath. “No big deal.” I mutter, though no one is left. But in reality, What if I built you up, To an expectation To which you couldn’t live up? I reckon that’s not fair To you. So in all actuality, “It’s no big deal.” I just gotta get over you.
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Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 4:37 AM UTC
19/11/14 7:05
“It’s cool.” I say, Under my breath. “No big deal.” I mutter, though no one is left. But in reality, What if I built you up, To an expectation To which you couldn’t live up? I reckon that’s not fair To you. So in all actuality, “It’s no big deal.” I just gotta get over you.
Nayokenza
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Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 4:37 AM UTC
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