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Submitted:Dec 11, 2008    Reads: 117    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


When i see your face at school i just cry

when i see you with her i cry more

me not being with you is so hsrd for me

i wish i could have you but i cant

when we talked on the phone we tlak for hours

we had dirty little secrets

i wish we could stay togther but we know it would never work out.

just tell me on thing.....

is the grass greener on the other side?





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