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FIRST LOVE
I would be lying if i say I didn’t miss you
Because deep inside i know i did
You were the love of my live
But soon I realised it was best to let you go
Pain was piercing my soul with each passing day
And it was time for me to say my last goodbyes to you
It’s been two years and
Life has been good lately no pain no sorrow
But deep inside the thought of you st...
Saturday 13th June 2020 7:07 pm
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