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Sep 2016
You have to have
Alot of money
To get a girlfriend right

And have a big muscular body

Those are the things
You have to have
To go on dates

Too bad for me I guess

And talking with
My therapist was a bad idea

She listened
And cared about
What I had to say

And then she left

I don't like her
Anymore

I don't like her
I hate you

And I hate money
It was the money
It's always the money

That ruined
Our companionship

I don't have any feelings
Anymore for you

Too bad too
We were close

To having a real relationship

You ruined things

But I'm sure
It won't be
The last time

Now I have no friends
No one to meet with
Once a week

Who knows
Ask for my forgiveness

You are so mean

I used to care about you
Not anymore

Well
At least
You will have to live

In what will be a very difficult
Part of American history

You deserve to suffer some
For what you have done
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
(34/M/Los Angeles)   
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