facade pt. 1

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i can't remember the last time i traced your fingertips or gave you a warm hug; tangled in your cherry perfume. or the last time you told me you loved me or i told you the same; i wish i had told you more. or the last time i laughed so hard i rest my head in your lap; you were so funny. you never let me know you didn't think so. you never let me know you didn't mean to laugh. you never let me know you didn't like hugs. but sometimes you'd seem to like these things; to make me feel content. you loved me, but you didn't let me love you.

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