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Making a debut from the archives of ‘no fantasy world’, sometimes we have to smell the coffee I refuse to dress up Because even if I impress My heart will still be left in a mess No! F all past glimmer of hope The reality is ‘you are not that into me’ But simply meeting you made me lighter in tears as well as a fighter of fears I thereby feel the need to say thank you for the coffee It certainly woke me up
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Dec 27, 2020
Dec 27, 2020 at 9:46 AM UTC
No dress to impress in a mess
Making a debut from the archives of ‘no fantasy world’, sometimes we have to smell the coffee I refuse to dress up Because even if I impress My heart will still be left in a mess No! F all past glimmer of hope The reality is ‘you are not that into me’ But simply meeting you made me lighter in tears as well as a fighter of fears I thereby feel the need to say thank you for the coffee It certainly woke me up
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Dec 27, 2020
Dec 27, 2020 at 9:46 AM UTC
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