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Jan 2015
Remember the day, when you said you'd stay?
Now I feel like I'm just your prey.
Watching me, up in your tree.
But then I'm told "C'est la vie"
As in thats life, you lost your hype.
Other girls, you try to swipe.
You're so sneaky, you'll never get caught.
You're so clever, or so you thought.
Well now I'm done, and she's on the run.
I guess it's good, we had our fun.
Lillian Rae Lee
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