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Not my loss, i'm the one with the gift,
got to wake up to a blonde girl like Swift,
with colored eyes that changed from blue to green,
call me crazy, i'm calm cause you're mean,

soon you'll realize, and try to text,
while i'm not looking back, or forcing next,
ok the sex was top 3 out of my 10,
but that doesn't mean i'll do it again,

i'm too alert to who you really are,
in my sky you are a failing star,
disappeared and MIA lately,
can't believe you stooped to crazy,

no longer lazy or stuck in a puddle,
i'm defined by my actions when i struggle,
but known by few who cuddled with me as a lover,
in their mind like a catchy line of Donald Glovers.