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Jul 2013
Broken is me for being that fool.
Though your lies I believed.
A little white lie, then another.
Til I had a box full, for safekeeping.
The victim?

Nah. The ball was on your court
for so long, but now its crossed
over into mine. Hold your tongue!
Enough with the hot air. I knew
your game from the very start.

Game over! Please collect your
shoes and I'll see you on the other
side of that door. No tears, no crying!
I don't appreciate it. Save it for
the next clown to come along.

You've bedded everyone under
the sun, including David!
Foolish of me to believe that
you were just friends - *******!
Continue licking his candy cane
because I've closed up shop.
Written by
Israel Ortiz Jr  American
(American)   
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