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Apr 2015
Tell me you love me
then tell me you don't,
Play a game with me,
Hold my hand,
Break my heart.
Thing is,
You can do all
the ****** up ****
you want,
But I was the one
standing in the front,
Of all of the lines
that waited for you
to be done fooling around.
You picked the girl who
skipped the line.
Do you ever wonder,
If she's going to cheat
your heart like she does
the rest of the world?
I guess that's what
this life calls karma.
Katie Ann
Written by
Katie Ann  Hamilton
(Hamilton)   
385
     Santiago and Mike Essig
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