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Sore

by soullessslut

It was on the 182nd floor When I first saw you and my heart began to soar. It wasn't long after that day I begain to relize I would have to pay, For the love you never deserved in the first place. Days went by as I became broke Looking at you I had started to sulk. Realizing you'd never love me like I'd loved you All those day spent thinking of you? And you never gave a single shit. You watched me follow you like a dog But i'd never envisioned you thought of me like a hog. You're a bastard I hope you know And I should of never went to that show, On the 182nd floor Where I had no idea my heart had accually started to sore, And I've had a realization now you're accually a fucking whore.
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Published
Jan 4, 2015
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#love#heartbreak#pain#why#fuck#you#heartache#sore#who#screw
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