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Act or Re-Act

Putting up my trust.

I put it in your hands.

I left the girl I love.

To explore forgotten lands.

 

But you dropped my trust.

You dug your boot into it.

You want the girl I left.

You sent me into a fit.

 

So **** you hard.

You backstabbing *****

You want her? Fine.

But you still make me sick.

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Feb 3, 2010
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