𝔾𝕚𝕣𝕝 ℙ𝕠𝕖𝕥.

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But how do you like me?
I'm just a girl that cries over the smallest things and mood changes all the time.
She suspects that she did something wrong.
I make no sense and when I like you
I start to become obsessed
And with all that being said I'm a poet
So I'm gonna overflow your mailbox with love letters
Since I'm going to write about you every time the thought of you enters my head.
I'm not the type of girl you think I am.
I have so many flaws.
I will most likely cry if I don't receive a call y the end of the night.
I'll assume that you regretted your decision
Of wanting my attention
Because by the end of those very few hours that we spent together
I had most likely fallen in love.

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𝕀 𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕥 𝕤𝕠 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕪'𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕠𝕠.

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