I loved him

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My favorite attraction,
You're my addiction.
My hidden feelings
that I can't be yours.

My love for you hurt like hell,
my feelings is unwell.
I wish I didn't met you here,
because my heartbeat will be hear.

I remember that I'm not a writer,
and I'm not her.
When cupid said it's our turn,
the arrow hit like a thorn.

This will be the end,
And now I'm laying in my bed,
Crying while our memories,
turning into flames.

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