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Who Would?
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Poems I miss when you would ask me to lay with you
or when you would go through my phone.
you would never find anything.,
you would now.
If you thought about it.
I miss when you would complain with a smile on your face.
or when you would beg without seriousness
its different
i understand how he is
i hate him too
but your not thinking
you could come over anytime
I would erase all plans for you
but i don't think you want to
who would anyways
who would want to sit here with me
who would want to waste time and gas
i wouldn't
who would want to hang out with someone like that
someone who wont tell the truth when they want to
a nervous bird that wont jump out of his nest
a boring.
lonely.
sun of a bitch.
