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I got a lot to say to you, but instead i write,

i want to speak each pain to you, but i fight,

can't take my eye sight glued to you in that dress,

so i gave it 10 minutes then left, no more second guess,

i crushed on you hard, now i don't see,

a future physical encounter that could ever be friendly,

cause i have a lot of pain that you gave,

effects me more every time i try to behave,

they Xed out your eyes, taped over my mouth,

you only trust what you hear, no more words come from my mouth,

so how can play like you know me so well?

when i know you actually reide in hell,

no angel could have eyes like yours,

common like a preteen and chores,

no more snores, you bore me with your small talk,

now i'll take my leave and be the one to fully walk.