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Jul 2015
I hear conversations between others
I'm apart of none
Being my own companion
My friendship count is one

Gossip roams the halls
I'm the main topic
Listening to the words
Burning like they're caustic

See me as a criminal
Too them danger is my game
Always talking mad ****
Yet cringe at my name

There's no need to judge
For I've made mistakes
People pretend they're better
But at least I'm not fake
BPoplin
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BPoplin  Oklahoma
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