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Maybe it’s a thing..

I wanna throw it away..

A Thing I have to deny

A precious thing for me

I pretend not to think about you

Pretending that I’ve never missed you

I made it all good..

Except my heart

I had to tell you to leave me

But I know I can’t..

Cause all I want is

you are staying here till it’s over..

Love comes around..

And I can do nothing..