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Nov 2018
Tell me we should be hanging out more,
Then slash my heart like you're settling a score,
Tell me I'm one of your only friends,
Then avoid me and make it a common trend,
Tell me that we are one in the same,
Then play with my love like it's some sort of game,
Tell me to wrap my arms around you,
Push me away and go on to someone new,
Tell me that I am cute and kiss me,
Multiple times, then reject me and diss me,
Tell me that you would **** on my bed,
Love me in ways that get you stuck in my head,
Tell me that you don't want to hurt me,
Then do all of these things and then desert me,
Heart decays and my body is corroded, you honestly make me wish i was dead,
Nowadays, if I'm not being avoided, the most I get is a pat on the head,
You already knew what you were going to do and how I would react,
You still went through with your plan to make me blue and decided to attack.
All things were actually said and done.
Sketcher
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Sketcher  18/M/Blaine, Washington
(18/M/Blaine, Washington)   
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     Sketcher and delilah
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