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Feb 2015
You're getting into my nerves
That I  really observe
All the agitations I  reserved
Which you do deserved

In the game, you're playing dominant
well, there's nothing constant
I must say you're cognizant
Yet undoubtedly arrogant

You're seeking so much attention
For  your deeds you want recognition
We never like it to mention
Did you made a good impression?

All I want is a sorry
Don't make it long like a story
You got to be worry
**If you don't want our friendship to be bury
11:32, 2-4-2015©
Pouring what's left in my jar
Sheenanigans
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