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Feb 2019
God, you're bipolar
One day you can't get away from me
The next day you can't get away from me sooner
What am I to you?
You say you love me, that you care
But you wouldn't touch me with a 10 ft pole
What am I to you?
Is a hug too much to ask?
One day I'm angels food cake
The next, I'm chopped liver
God you're bipolar
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