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You're kind of like acne. The first time I thought you, I was happy I thought this was the first sign of growing up You were a big milestone, you know. After about a year I'd had enough of you with your clinginess and infectious presence I knew you had to leave. My heart wanted you gone and my body seemed to love you I just wanted out, but I didn't know how. Then came the extreme measures I even had to see an expert I'm sorry it came to this. Now you're gone but I still see reminents of what you did to me I cover you up everyday. But then I realize everyone knows what it's like Everyone knows it's not a big deal To have a little acne every once in a while.
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Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 10:19 AM UTC
Kinda like Acne
You're kind of like acne. The first time I thought you, I was happy I thought this was the first sign of growing up You were a big milestone, you know. After about a year I'd had enough of you with your clinginess and infectious presence I knew you had to leave. My heart wanted you gone and my body seemed to love you I just wanted out, but I didn't know how. Then came the extreme measures I even had to see an expert I'm sorry it came to this. Now you're gone but I still see reminents of what you did to me I cover you up everyday. But then I realize everyone knows what it's like Everyone knows it's not a big deal To have a little acne every once in a while.
maddie_elle1984
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Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 10:19 AM UTC
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