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Dec 2017
My blood boils
At the sight of you
All your antics
Are just ****** up
Try to work with you
But that’s not what you want
I’m done trying being nice
To me your cold as ice
Grow up and do you job


Good riddance to you
Ashly Kocher
Written by
Ashly Kocher  39/F/Florida
(39/F/Florida)   
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     Samantha Francesca and TSPoetry
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