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Oct 2012
You used him.
Even abused him.
But he's not battle and bruise to the point that he don't know you.

He tricked you.
He got the best of you.
This what happen when you treats people cruel.

What goes around?
Always comes around.
And now you're looking like a circus clown.

Trying to put on a brave face.
Trying to cover up the tear stained trace.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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   Ruby Watson
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