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Nov 2013
I had a record.
3 years of highschool
And not once, had I cried over a boy
Not
Even
Once.
You my dear,
Really ****** that one up.
3 months and 14 days
After you pinky promised
We'd try, and that we would keep each other
In the loop
You forgot to tell me
That your "jesus loving" " babe" existed.
So now I'm left
Thinking I was special
And that you were different
But actually I'm just an emotional teenage girl
And you're a ****-faced *******
Whom I wasted 8 months and 14 days loving
Emma Amme
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