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Oct 2010
I touched her knee as I left
--she asked me to turn off the lights
I closed her door and walked into my room
I picked up a guitar and wrote a song
it was decent--

the next morning, it all set in
--I threw up--
I made sure the fan was off so she might hear what she did
she slept through the gagging
none of it mattered
because, the night before,
I spilled my guts
told her all I could
and we're just friends
to her
"there's no way you feel nothing"
"there are plenty of fish in the sea"

I'm the fifth guy she's done this to
this sting has to be the worst of them all
I have no desire for friendship
I just made another enemy
and I love her more than anything
but that love is turning
with
slow
spiteful
hatred
but I do love her
and feel like I always will

the ******* *****...
Written by
Zachary Fore
497
   Julie Kinsey
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