I had faith in you I thought
one day you'll call or text me
saying you're sorry
When you did call me after
two months you turned it
into an argument saying
everything was my fault
I almost forgot how pretty
you could be when you
just shut up then all those
cruel things I forget them
But the devil doesn't bargain
there was no faith I needed
to hold only fifteen and you're
already gonna ruin all your
relationships
Stupid, sad little devil you are
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Poetrylove /ləv/ noun 1. an intense feeling of deep affection. lust /ləst/ noun 1. very strong sexual desire. miss·ing /ˈmisiNG/ adjective 1. (of a thing) not able to be found because it is not in its expected place. 2. (of a person) absent from a place...
