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    Cream's Monthly Writing Competition February 2017

    I love you I think I should tell you that Every day, my heart hurts, hurts Hurts, Hurts, Hurts, Hurts But why do I become So small in front of you? I'm like a powerless child, child Oh, oh, oh, oh Whenever I think of you, I feel good I can't take my eyes off of you ( Oh ) Come on, just do...
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