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Jan 2019
I told her how I felt,
And how she made me hurt,
She had made my heart melt,
Back when she was a flirt.
And now it only aches,
Cause she's with other guys,
When I'm talking to her,
I think she's telling lies.
She'll post on her story,
Saying that she needs help,
I respond, I worry,
And then she just says, "Welp,",
"Not the guy I wanted",
"To respond to my cry",
The ***** had just flaunted,
And after that, she lied,
Cause what I said she said,
She only said in her mind,
What she actually said was,
"I really don't want to cry",
All over my friends,
And then she said goodbye,
I hate it when she tends,
To always ******* lie.
Please just tell me the truth,
When you don't want to see me,
That's all.
No more rhythm or rhyme.
Just the truth.
Finally told her how I felt about her and now I'm questioning if it was the right idea or not.
Sketcher
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Sketcher  18/M/Blaine, Washington
(18/M/Blaine, Washington)   
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