terça-feira, setembro 19, 2017

When I'm hungry
I can died
if you don't talk
I have desires
I can't write more
now what I do 
I love you
I feel bad
When I don't see you
I cannot touch you
Because I like you
you say I'm to rude
With you
believed I like you
but not just a friend
I like more that I like me

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