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first, it was me, I could never speak to you. my nerves were on fire and my mind would go blank. until I got over silly you. I realized you're in love with yourself, and all you are is a pretty face. then, it was you. you started acting differently. still pretending to be something you're not. now I catch you staring at me. silly you. I wish this loup could end. this silly little game. let's just be strangers again.
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Oct 30, 2017
Oct 30, 2017 at 5:37 AM UTC
silly you.
first, it was me, I could never speak to you. my nerves were on fire and my mind would go blank. until I got over silly you. I realized you're in love with yourself, and all you are is a pretty face. then, it was you. you started acting differently. still pretending to be something you're not. now I catch you staring at me. silly you. I wish this loup could end. this silly little game. let's just be strangers again.
liz-carlson
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Oct 30, 2017
Oct 30, 2017 at 5:37 AM UTC
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