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Jun 2018
different, was your way of describing yourself.
finally, a respectful one, i thought
on a 'break' from his girl,
probably leaving his girl,
you told me i'd be your girl,
until one night you saw me crying and looking
just a little too human for your taste
and i was no longer
a fun hookup, your little
plaything, for when your girl won't *******
after a long day at work
i guess anyone called *******
isn't deserving
Written by
Cait
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