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Feb 2014
I look in the mirror.
My lip is now pierced.
I ripped my jeans.
I play guitar
but she's into the drummer.
She's seen me around
but doesn't know my name.
She doesn't give a ****
about me.
I just seem to try too hard.
Because like Wheatus once sang,
*I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby.
Maytin Paige
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