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Jan 2015
People are not toys
We're all alive and real
You can't just **** around
Because you don't know how you feel

My heart is not a punching bag
For you to abuse
For you to tie up and drag around
A dog for you to use

People are not toys
We're all alive and real
I'm tired of selfish little boys
Who don't know how they feel

Love is not a twisted game
Where you just want to win
I wish I'd never learned your name
And let you **** me in
Arlo Disarray
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