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Your body type wasn't my type But your charisma was all the hype. Doe Eyes made my soul cry. But we failed : my deceit | your lies Your femininity was never real After your makeup a stranger was revealed. Your confidence was fickle, But your humor kept me tickled. You had potential to be the one For a split second I thought I had won Found my soul mate or twin flame But you were the master of mind games.
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Mar 21, 2021
Mar 21, 2021 at 9:44 PM UTC
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Your body type wasn't my type But your charisma was all the hype. Doe Eyes made my soul cry. But we failed : my deceit | your lies Your femininity was never real After your makeup a stranger was revealed. Your confidence was fickle, But your humor kept me tickled. You had potential to be the one For a split second I thought I had won Found my soul mate or twin flame But you were the master of mind games.
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Mar 21, 2021
Mar 21, 2021 at 9:44 PM UTC
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