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Laughing through the walls, hearing her murmur,

washing my stance on happy was firmer,

why can't you be in my room with me?

just to smoke and catch up, not to kiss me,

you're the girl who had looks that some spoke

of in small conversations, only you had me smoke,

started this routine and disappeared during,

Navy bro said to cock block, start stirring,

i used to be so good at so much,

girls would wish just to feel my touch,

now it's not such, they wish to leave me,

and no longer do kids say they wish to be me,

nails knocking softly, lights go out dimly,

who is it? surprise, it's kimie with a jimmy,

if only my looks and personality were something,

i wouldn't be across a wall bugging.