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Perfect Picture

They're smiling at her not with her as she walks down the hallway her and her boo was a perfect picture. So happy they seem to be the breakups then makeups like your average teens. Suddenly he called it quits was her ears deceiving? was she dreaming? she's not hearing it. Her friends said she'll get through but to watch as he walks away with another girl was deeply killing her how would they know what she was ready to do. Why wasnt she able to catch on to him? and what he was doing behind close closets his love for her? hell! he lost it she believed him over them. Her friends didnt like him a lot they said he's not your type you know dogs, all they do is just bite maybe or maybe not. A good girl and a bad guy sometimes mixed sometimes didnt with him, she was shy. No more is that good girl here she had changed she flirts and spits game now he wants to be there. His sexy creation rocking his name pleeease, nothing had changed or maybe it was he imagination....

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