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Why don't you look my way?
You've been the one
For me for way too long now.
Maybe it's time to just be done.
I know you don't like me.
You never talk to me
Or even look in my direction.
This is my heart's plea:
Look at the kind of girl I am!
I can give you what you need.
But I'm never good enough
It's almost guaranteed.
I'm too ugly or fat,
I'm certainly not your type.
But still I'm in love with you.
My friends are sick of all the hype.
I built you up so well in my head,
But you just don't live up to it.
So, now that I'm over you,
You can go suck your mama's tit.
Grr, sorry. Major venting poem. lol
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