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Did you die inside?
Did you cry?
When she spit in your face,
And told to never come to her place,
Did it hurt to watch her flirt with all those guys.
They say she turned wicked,
When she heard you cheated.
Everything you put her through,
She didn't even have a clue.
But what was worse,
You made her curse.
All those things you said,
The thoughts you drilled in her head.
She went mad,
Dated this  guy I think his name is chad.
He thinks he's a ****,
Because he sells drugs.
And she's ill from,
From all the ******* pills.
You saying it was her fault,
Was a ******* insult.
Anymore me and her don't talk much,
but the other day we had lunch.
Now she's working the streets,
Just to make ends meat.
Has a cute little baby,
His name is davie.
Chad left,
Cause davie is actually deaf.

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