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You Never Cease To Captivate Me
I’m not the man for you,
this is true
but does your man, Henry,
make you tremble like I used to?
Does he do things to you like I used to?
He may look nice in his suit
and treat you to dinner
but does he deliver?
Does he cross your mind late at night?
Does he give you butterflies?
Does he bring you your favorite flowers?
I was too much of a coward
I should have loved you
I should h...
Thursday 30th January 2020 4:20 am
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