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Dec 2009
You talk a lot of ****
Things I don’t need to hear
Get the hell out
Stay out of my ear
You can’t change my mind
I am in love with him
When he’s not around
My world is grim
Just so we both
Clearly understand
Him; Mr. Workman
Will always be my man
Say what you want
Don’t believe, that’s on you
I know deep down
In my heart what is true
We will prove you all wrong
One day you will see
All along that boy
Was meant to be with me

No Date
Ashli Jane
Written by
Ashli McKee
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