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Feb 2012
Why is it that,
He thinks that I’m pretty?
He thinks that I’m smart,
But I won’t let him fill,
That place in my heart.
Why is it that,
You don’t want me at all?
You lie and you cheat,
But for you I still fall.
amt
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amt  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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