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Remember me? We used to be best friends.

You're the reason why I cut,
and cry myself to sleep;
The reason why I hate life,
and spend hours counting sheep.
You say that I'm a w****,
and you're always mocking.
You say that I'm a bad friend?
Well girl, look who's talking.
I know that I'm not good enough,
and I don't give a damn,
but girl you better watch it,
and stop acting like a B****.





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