Something from the Past

Something from the Past
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Open scares, you dug deeper with all your lies,
like a child I was a fool,
you painted yourself as chocolate bar,
drew me in and let me drool,
yeah you thought that was so cool,
gave you my heart thinking you wouldn’t be the one to part,
but it seems I wasn’t all that smart,
to be honest I don’t give a fart..
it doesn’t hurt cause it didn’t last,
or cause I stopped seeing your pretty face way to fast,
but cause you were the only one who could truly make me laugh





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