28th of July

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I guess you don't realize the repercussions of something until you get caught.

I'd rather you not ask.

But I know you will anyway.

I guess I can't fix my mess in a day.

Either saying or not,

it'll just give you reason to get annoyed.

And I can't have that now.

You can call me out, give me a red card, a foul.

But just please don't ask who, what, when, where, why or how.

Out of all the time I could spend,

I would use it to become a better friend.

I've got this attitude like "oops I did it again".

But I really like you,

No matter what I do.

I'm sorry.

But, trust me enough not to ask.

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