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Dec 2014
We had that
drive you crazy
butterflies flyin' in my stomach
make you wanna pull your hair out
**** I threw and broke my phone
your arms gettin' goosebumps
why can't I stop thinking about him
******* I hate you
I can't get enough
you're number one on my speed dial
texting me all day long
your family is my family and vice versa
stop looking through my phone
I could ****** you
why didn't you call me back
writing you love poems
writing you hate poems
gut wrenching, heart wrenching
I can't stop smiling
you're the only one who understands me
I would take a bullet for you

confusing
terrible
beautiful
commanding
consuming
kinda love.
Meg B
Written by
Meg B  32/F/Washington, D.C.
(32/F/Washington, D.C.)   
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     islam, ---, patty m and Meg B
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