Mi$$ Ÿoû


I hope I never see you again!

Now you wanna be friends

Again, We were best fucking friends.

That fact tends to hurt me pretty badly,

Sometimes I stay up late at night aching, sweating, cramping up.

Only because you were faking, cheating, and acting up.

What am I talking about? I'm the one at fault right?

Whatever I don't care!!

I miss you

I miss you

Do what you want but I really do miss you.

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