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Just a girl


He told me I was beautiful

we talked all day

he listened to my problems

laughed at my jokes

he made my smile

wiped all my tears  

he made me feel wanted

I thought he loved me

now he calls her beautiful

talks to her all day

he listens to her problems

laughs at her jokes

he makes her smile 

wipes all her tears

he makes her feel wanted 

now who's going to love me?

 

 

 

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