funny thing about online
i meet this guy from New York on April 30th
he swung lies mixed with truths because we were getting to know each other
once done that he complimented me on a daily like waking up for school
i guess i was his first thought of everyday
was because he dosent acknowledge me anymore
and i waset hurt
no not effected
i guess now i just dissolve like a after thought
maybe i never crossed his mind
maybe i was someone to talk to when he was bored
and well you get what you wish for
i got trapped in a room with no doors and suddenly i was wondering how i got here
so if were not far enough ima make a bigger distance
because my feelings are precious baby im a angel
i wasent hurt by your miscommunication
i was disapointed with your lack of considerence
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