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ECZ

DECEIVE

I, an insane lover
Keep on counting stars
‘cause she request’d me
To count all the stars
Afore she left me;
 
I, Only knew
With someone else
She already has gone
When the cold wind
Hit me on the side
Where she was before;
 
I, trust her blindly
So she took advantage
From my straightness
an’ ran away deceiving me;
ECZ||Tue 11 Jul 2017

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