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Jun 2015
He made me feel dumb, he made me feel blue, oh god I can't believe I thought you were something new.

Yeah he was a ****, but you are too

I asked to hang out, you made it a date, then you stood me up you *******!

You built my hopes higher than the twin towers, then decided to bomb them.

You destroyed what could have been, and made me listen to your excuses from someone else

So makeup your mind because I am done with your *******
you have a good taste in girls, I'll give you that. But you don't know how to treat them, and that's a fact.
And that's when it all went down hill...
Sophie Healy
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Sophie Healy  Washington, DC
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