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Jun 2014
Once again
I'm sitting here

Once again
I'm prying the butterflies out of my stomach

Once again
I've ****** you off

Once again
You remind me of my ******* step dad

Once again
You can't handle me or my words, but like you would ever try to choke them down anyways

Once again
I'm on nicotine level of 20

Once again
You told me, you ******* told me, so I don't know why I even try anymore, because you know it would hurt me. ******* props to you.

Once again
You talk to my best friend

Once again
Your words cut the **** out of me and my mouth is so dry but my eyes, they drown in the memories, in words, in water.

Not once in our fight was love shed.
~T.P~
Taylor Pyle
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Taylor Pyle  24/F
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   allison joy
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