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Dec 2016
So far, so near
How come i feel unable to breathe when ur not near.
Nearly there thats all we say,
We both know here, this land, is my place to stay.

You say you want me to be around
But there are plenty that wouldnt clown around
For no specific reason at all i loath you
Just know it is your desire for me that drove you

You lied when i told the truth,
You cried seeing me happy on facebook
Telling me to puton some **** for you,
Nah, i think ill pass right after ill put your *** on blast
Written by
Anique Prinse
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