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Dec 2013
You're supposed to care,
So when you want to start,
Ill be waiting here;
Waiting for you to give a ****,
About your own flesh and blood.
As everday goes on,
I lose hope more and more
That you'll ever care.
But you've clearly proven
That you never have and never will,
So why do I even bother?
Baylee
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Baylee
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