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What's another day?


What’s another day?

When I’m so used to miss you

When I can only see you in the distance,

When I only get to touch you once a month,

What’s another day?

When I know I should not do this and

When i know better than to include the both of us.

what’s another day when we are already getting used to this?

When you’ll always be my bittersweet,

You could’ve prevented this

You could’ve prevented this

You could’ve prevented this.

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