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May 2014
I wish I knew what to say
But my heart gets in the way
A sensitive un-human soul
But being nice isn't my goal
Just a realistic sentimental sort
I don't play hearts like a sport
If I say I love you it is not lie
I just don't want to say it so close to goodbye
Never know which way to turn
But always knowing which finger to burn
Never understanding pain
But watching you walk away drives me insane
I can be called a sappy ****
But you know you love my ****
Not just my body but my mind
Is what keeps you entwined
If you could see my soul
You would never let me go
Cuz the stars in your eyes are mirrored in mine
And the truth in your lies are a happy demise
Just a phone call away from a happy time
Take a number and get in line
Lexie
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Lexie  22/F/Spent Out
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