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Couldn't Care Less

You are good just for casual sex,
And your pride is inflated, king perfect.
We are done. What will follow next?
Listen here, you haven't been worth it.

All your stories don't stand a damn chance,
And your words never really mattered.
I will bury this dreadful romance
And then laugh at your card house shattered.

I don't care, I'm leaving with ease,
I won't listen, so shut your damn mouth,
It's too late, I won't fall on my knees,
Get away from my heart and my house.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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