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Sometimes I think of the way you looked at me With that smile on your face And sometimes I feel special But then I see you look at other girls the same way And realise I’m not I’m not special to you I don’t think I ever will be
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Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 5:49 PM UTC
It’s getting old
Sometimes I think of the way you looked at me With that smile on your face And sometimes I feel special But then I see you look at other girls the same way And realise I’m not I’m not special to you I don’t think I ever will be
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Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 5:49 PM UTC
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