Jan 2021
The boys want to hold my hand only to break my heart.
They kiss me slow then leave me fast.
They say those 3 words then back out when they see the real me.
But Im a fool for the boys.
They kiss me slow then leave me fast.
They say those 3 words then back out when they see the real me.
But Im a fool for the boys.
(15/F/Crying In The Dark)
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