xiii. my ceiling

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that's the mess you make out of me
because here i am, staring at my ceiling
so many things i want you to know
so here i am, thinking about my feelings
and so many things not ready to be told

i fell for you, hope i'll be healing
but if i won't, than it's your fault

xxx

to the one i
couldn't stop thinking about.

to the one i couldn't stop thinking about

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