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You Were a Friend of Mine


You were a friend of mine

You sent me message at strikes of nine

It says, "Goodmorning beautiful..."

Which I thought was so thoughtful

 

You were a friend of mine

You're prolly at the age of fifty-nine

You sent me messages nonstop

What is this some kind of crap?

 

You were a friend of mine

Suddenly, you acted like you're mine.

You sent sweet texts from more than a mile

I realized, you're a pedophile

 

It was really, really alarming

Can't bare to see more in the morning

I sought guidance from all

You got triggered like a fireball

 

You were a friend of mine 

But you showed me the sign

That you're clearly a pedophile

I'll stay away, not only for awhile.

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