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pretend

I never really,

Got to say,

How much I think  of you,

Everyday.

 

Seeing you,

It makes me weak.

When I call,

You hardly speak.

 

We could talk,

For hours on end.

Too bad this,

Is only pretend...


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  1. Date: 10/29/2011 8:16:00 AM

    * “But It Doesn't Have to Be Pretend * My Sweet Beautiful Mandy * Luv * Sarah.” *