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May 2017
The feeling i get
  Is all too real
Don't ask again
  The pain i can't peel

On and on
  It goes
There it is
  Like me still

You weren't a friend
  Just because you won
You'll always be a predator
  Don't you dare call me hon

Yes, you knew
  Your dream is hollow
Keep it up
   For mine shall follow
Written by
Miss Me  50/F/Texas
(50/F/Texas)   
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     ---, Priyanshi Dass and Jamal Abboud
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