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Dec 2014
You talk to me like
you're talking about me.
You walk with me like
you're walking from me.
You fight me,
And you're excuse is
you're fighting for me.
You no longer love me.
You hate me.
No more whispering in my ear.
You whisper behind my back.
We used to be best friends...
Written by
cuber
288
   Ryan Hoysan
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