I heard you stole my stuff,
To sell it to the girl next door,
My friends told me I was a fool,
For dating a jerk like you.
I was blind who was unable to see,
The pain that you were causing me,
Our story has come to an end,
Time to say goodbye to someone I thought was my friend.
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The Girl With The Gift
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