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Aug 2015
Sometimes I wonder if I'm the fake person
As I try to be polite
Extend consideration, be nice, be kind

Cause really you'd have to be blind
Not to see How little time I have to waste
On wastes of time

I'm an **** man
So to see the back of you
I really wouldn't mind

If i could only be arsed man
To look In your direction
If only you had any
to speak of or find
This is what happens when you've spent too much time with people who you like too little. Some company just leaves you Drained or bored, stay round those that make you feel lifted and inspired
Rhianecdote
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Rhianecdote  London
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