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Sep 2014
When I first saw you
I couldn't help but smile.
I wanted to be your friend
But now I see

Now I am older
and I've heard things
That you are going behind my back
spreading stupid ****t

You called me fake
You laughed in my face
You stabbed me in the back
and said you never liked me.

But you know what?
I dont care.
I honestly tried.
Guess im to boss for you *****
Constance Wolves Taylor
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Constance Wolves Taylor  Bardstown
(Bardstown)   
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   Tyler Durden
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