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Jul 2013
It makes my heart skip a beat every time were in the same room
Not a hi not a hey how you doing
Nothing but the shrug of a cold shoulder
She struts she taunts
She really must think she's hot stuff
All I want to do is **** on her already lit fire
How dare she say she misses me after she took it upon herself to simply nonchalantly dismiss me
I never meant a **** thing
She carries herself around like queen b
I must of never realized that I was just a mere peasant in her heart break kingdom
Never one to beg steal or borrow I thought I could do without

A 2013
the kid
Written by
the kid
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