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Bootiful Kid ...


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You make me sick,
I want to throw up whenever I think of you,
How could you leave us,
How could she have forgiven you,
I have no one to talk to,
She doesn’t no I no,
No one understands,
Why should they,
Its not there problem,
No,
Its mine,
I should no how to deal with this but I don’t,
It was bad enough before,
But now I no the WHOLE truth,
God you really make me sick,
If I turn out like you I want someone to shoot me,
That’s how much I hate you,
I will never forgive you,
No matter how long ago it happened,
I’m still going to hate you,
For now and forever…

Submitted: Monday, March 17, 2008

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