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Jan 2019
I don’t even know why I bother talking to you when you don’t want to talk to me
It’s apparent you don’t want to be bothered with me so I’ll leave you with one little note.
I don’t know what desired you to show an interest, then change your mind as if you were waiting for the proper time to gloat.
I figured it was time to walk away, so I’ll thank you for your time and that was all that she wrote.
Written by
Baylee Childers
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     Fawn and Em MacKenzie
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