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No matter how I sound,

No one cares,

No one thinks of anything,

Unless they need u like hell,

If u are prior to anyone,

Keep a glare,

See it whether its real,

Or merely a stupid game,

How do i respond to the things,

Is what only makes me drive through

Not for what u supposed me to,

I rest everything what I meant mine,

Its not whelming not that too divine,

My feelings is a way to show you my love

Which you meant a life "vine"...

A true image ►

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