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I used to write so much. I used to write "songs" if you wanted to call them that, or I would do what I did below, which is alot of verses. XD I was singing them together but it wasn't like song flowing. And I don't even know why I did, I just did. Honestly it doesn't bother me, I'm more just curious what this bitch wanted from my life after all these years. So here's a little story if you will, of him and I, and really it probably won't make any sense. And I paint this kid in such a bad light I know. But like, he's a fucking twat. :) 
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i don't remember the color of your eyes
i don't remember you favorite color
last time we spoke, was literally years ago

there was a time i thought i would die without you
i thought i would never get over you
you pulled me in pulled me in so close 
just to slam the fucking door

then you came around and told me that you loved me
you wanted to be with me
the summer wasn't a game

but it was but it was but it was 
so we dated for like the 3rd time maybe
i don't remember, but we were together
i thought that's what you wanted

but you didn't actually care
i was just a hook up
but we never hooked up
you're just a shit face

are you still getting shit faced
i remember i would talk to you when you weren't you
i tried to get some drunken truth
it never really worked did it 

you hit me up if it was intentional 
we'll never know, i deleted it
and though i'm curious to know
i know i'm better on my own

what we had was nice and all
but i was just a teenager
when i fell in love so hard, i wish you fell too

but if i recall you fell for some other girl when you went off to drexel 
and if i recall it didn't end well for ya 
so thanks for using me that summer
and thanks for making me feel like i wasn't good enough

i don't even care anymore, it's water under the bridge
but if you're gonna message me 
you might not wanna block me
i wish a part of me didn't wonder how you were 

cus i know it doesn't matter 
are you still hung up on me
cus i've been over you for some time
i've always been out of your league anyway 

so just stay away 
cus it's over and done
i don't want anything from you
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