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Jul 2020
my heart knowS its wrong
to be feeling this way
but i can't help but be
swallowed by the hate
hope her lips are sweet
enough to mask the pain
if you think it bothers you
imagine what i could say
everytime i think i'm happy
i remember your face
can't help but think
we were close to something great
now you're just whipped
and follow without a brain
miss the way we used to be
but can't be anywhere near you today
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
(22/F/i'm not really sure)   
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