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Jacob

Guys like you are all the same
you treat the word like its a game
clap your hands and here they run
but no not me
I cant be won
 
I liked you once
I do admit
but second choice I would sit
As you played with hearts, and souls, and minds
and forgot the world you left behind
 
So now I say with broken words
You have no idea the heart you’ve hurt
You say you’re sorry
you’ll come around
but I’ve moved on and can’t be found
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