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by 1wyse   May 30, 2006


What he did
He had no right
The look on your face
That very night
When you told me
About that b****
It got me furious
I had an itch
I wanted to die
I wanted to kill
Look at me now
Its made me ill
Hope your happy
My life is now dead
I wish I was happy
But hurting instead.

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