And all I can think of
Is the way you look at her
When you lie to me
And tell me you love me.
Because when you flirt with me,
You flirt with her, too.
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i like ur pomes
shit GO AWAY PHILIP
FIRST OF ALL LEARN HOW TO SPELL
SECOND OF ALL I TOLD YOU NO
SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT
UGH I HATE YOU AND ABZ AND EM I S2G