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by Erika   Aug 14, 2007


I don't need to stretch the truth
I feel decieved
Like I don't even know anything that ever happened
I think you lied
I know you did
I feel it inside
You hurt me
You used me
I was just another girl on your list
I want to hear you admit it
Every minute we spent together
Was just your attempt to use me like every other girl
Lucky number 12
Yippee dooda day
I wanna be shot
I'm just here for you to use
You're just that sweet

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  • 17 years ago

    by Erika

    Thank you very much

  • 17 years ago

    by MissAlyssaGraff

    Awe thats so sad!
    And the sarcasm was SO awesome.
    Very subtle.
    Nice work.

    -Alyssa.xo

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