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Feb 2015
Fool, your a fool don't touch me.
And then we have a understanding.
And, then I wont have to lie.
Listen up, I really don't like you.
Your making this hard. I fucken don't understand why!
I'm only hear for my game.
And you are asking me why?
**** don't head trip me now.
And then I don't have to tell a lie.
   Who told you I really give a ****. Not me, so I call *******.
Emotional.... Stand on your own two feet.
Ya I'm sweet but I lie.
Bye.  
Lol... you were caught up by you..lol. But you thought it was me.
Hey! I didn't see your pipe dream you played in your head.
Its best for you to consider me half way dead.
Later
Rose Claire
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Rose Claire  Calgary
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