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Jul 2017
You think I'm weak
Because I feel
Immature how
Because my rage got the best of me
It feels wrong
Mind spinning all night long
Are you playing with my head
Or even worse my heart
Instead of build me up
You would rather tear me apart
It's nothing new
You have your reasons
I probably mean nothing to you
Frankie Castro
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Frankie Castro  M/California
(M/California)   
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