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This is a poem i wrote about a guy, a guy i liked alot, a guy who we started off with a simple valentines day bet and just ended all fucked up. I hate him a lot, he fucked me up really bad, because hes the perfect lover, he honestly is, he says all the right things, does all the right things, hes a brillant actor, and im the biggest sucker of them
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Maybe alot has happend scince then.
Maybe you should call that boy, at least one more time.
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