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Jun 2014
I hope you realize that you are a puppet on her string,
she pulls you around and you just follow her.
It gets me so mad because you see how lost you are,
Trapped under those strings and liberty,
So accustomed in being moved around you forgot who you are.
You are so trapped because of her beauty,her blue ocean eyes have you captured and her red lipstick drives you crazy.
I wish i could get you out of those strings,but i can't because I'm just a nothing to you.
i hope you're happy *******.
-m.f.g.
marcela
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marcela  18/somewhere
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   Tark Wain
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