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When we first met They said you were a whore And I didn't believe them You seemed intelligent (Well, intelligent enough) The days of silence between us Grew to weeks and months I was almost done Chewing on thoughts of you How pathetic of me (Why?) Because you're a scum Truly a disgrace to your gender A waste of my time A smile meets my face When I know You'll wake crusted over With a man who couldn't care less for you

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Published: Aug 27, 2010
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