Me

by Nicole   Nov 28, 2004


Bumps on my wrists
I squeeze them to fists
I sweat and I ache
I swear I don't fake
my love for people
is totally real
that I think of everyone
but myself
and thats why...
I love to make
my heart ache
over some guy
who thinks he's fly

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