XXXIV.

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Loving you wasn't a mistake.

It will never be

A lot of them must be laughing at me.

They asked whys and hows

But I didn't say anything

I didn't want them to blame you

I know it was my fault

It will never be yours





They don't know our story


Or maybe I barely know yours

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