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Jan 2014
She's knocking on my door again
She's saying she feels down
I want to rip the world apart
Until she doesn't frown.

Six horrendous years
I chased you like an addiction
Like water in a dessert
Like an angel in heaven.

Six ******* years
You didn't care about me.
Threw around I love you's
And I followed blindly.

I'm done, my dear best friend
I'm done, you broke my heart
You used me when you were hurt
And ripped me apart.

I want you to care
But I've already stopped
And your knocking again
And I'm flipping you off.

You had six years
I'm fed up
Cause six years of nothing
Was never enough.
Q
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Q  North Carolina
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