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You were supposed to be temporary.
A Mr. Right Now
But you were so persistent when I was so hesitant.
You opened your arms when I shied away.
So believe me when I say, that it hurt to be betrayed.
You looked me in the eyes when you told your bold face lies.
I wanted to believe you, I almost believed you, because deep down I didn't want to lose you.
Monday 20th February 2023 5:02 am
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