Im one of a kind
some one just like you
with a big behind
and an unmatching shoe
were in the same grade
the same locker too
and you can guess what we weighed
one thirty two
we have the same teachers
we share an art class
we share the same features
and the same shot glass
but how to explain that i hurt this much
when your not me
we have a different touch
a delicousey
your the staples on my heart
the pride in my voice
your my new start
my second choice...
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