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my heart on a plate for you..
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Complete, First published Oct 07, 2023
Love.. what is it
why do I want it so badly?
the questions remain unanswered...
what is this wanting to be loved?
why do I want something I've never had so badly? and why do I want it from you? am i in love with you? will I still feel this way for you after 2 years or will I have moved on?
why do I feel this way? for you who barely bats an eye my way? do you even know my birthday? I fell in love with you .. but why? What is there about you that has my heart on a thread? why do I think of you constantly? 8  billion people yet I fell for you who was never and would never be mine.
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