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There's something wrong when I see his phone on the couch But he's not home He's at the store for sure I say to myself But my face slides down into it's familiar position because it knows What I pretend not to But it's hard to pretend 4 hours later And it's hard to pretend 10 hours later When I get off work and there's no new messages waiting And even though I was cool when he told me he stole 700 dollars from me It was hard to pretend When he told me later He'd been doing it for days
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May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 4:02 PM UTC
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There's something wrong when I see his phone on the couch But he's not home He's at the store for sure I say to myself But my face slides down into it's familiar position because it knows What I pretend not to But it's hard to pretend 4 hours later And it's hard to pretend 10 hours later When I get off work and there's no new messages waiting And even though I was cool when he told me he stole 700 dollars from me It was hard to pretend When he told me later He'd been doing it for days
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May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 4:02 PM UTC
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