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Aug 2018
You didn’t give me anything that wasn’t mine before
I am no wrongdoer, just like you’re not righteous
To sleuth to snoop—
You’re doing too much.
Kicked you to the curb,
No hard feelings.
You just put me in a bad mood.
Written by
aih  21/F/in my head
(21/F/in my head)   
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