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Jul 2017
I hate how you think.
The way you think.
No really I don't care.
You knew me for awhile.
But you didn't get to know me.
So how could you be spreading these,
these lies.

I don't get how you can live with yourself.
Not only knowingly ruining and tearing
Two perfect hearts with the same words
But making people believe your sick lies.
Rumors. How do I feel about them.
They can't hurt me and neither can you.

But what you forgot was I was not your girlfriend.
And you cheated on her.
You also left one person witness to it.
So who says I can't tell the truth.
Those people you call friends would turn on you.
An then who would you turn to because,
It is definitely not me or her.
Written by
Ally Mustin  15/F
(15/F)   
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   Bianca Reyes
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