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Flirts


Dear Flirts,

My heart is broke

Is it him or is it me just let me know

Cause I don't know whose hand you'd rather hold

Or who you'd rather cuddle when it's coldd

I didn't ask 

I saw that twinkle in your eye but let it pass

It must excite you but to me it makes you trash

I'm now avoiding flirts like they are a car crash

I'm done with flirts!

'Cause they don't understand how much it hurts

When you give your heart away then watch them turn

From one boy to another it's absurd!

I'm done with flirts!

Didn't think that you would be this immature

Posting pictures on your feed in little shirts

It's quite ironic that I met you at the church

I'm done with flirts!

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