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Who You've Shown

The fact that everything is about you anymore is killing me.

The fact you put everybody before me hurts, you see.

Your right, I don't know you anymore.

Nothing left is in store.

 

I guess it was fun while it lasted.

Good luck with your career, hope you get casted.

I'm tired of this childish game.

It's just not the same.

 

I've known for months it was coming to this.

But, I was hoping it was less of a hit than a miss.

Your selfish, and I hate that.

Good round, to you, off I take my hat.

 

I give too much and I'm too nice.

I guess for that, now I pay the price.

From now on, your on your own.

I hate the person you've shown.

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joseph-norris
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Jun 24, 2014
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