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Crazy

I'm crazy for following my heart. I'm insane for not giving up. Pushed down. Looked over. At least I'm not like some, Who are just plain pushovers. Tear me apart, Piece by piece. I'll pretend it don't effect me. But don't worry. I do get even. Watch your back, Beware. It's not a talent But a pleasure That I yet to dare. But surely, I don't play fair

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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