Poured Out

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By Reagan

When I thought you liked me I poured out my soul but to soon find out I wasn't in your bowl I was upset because I told you everything then found out it was all for nothing I lay on my bed with fears in the night wondering if you'd tell anyone in sight I told you all my secrets I told you about my scare of crickets would you tell anyone I would think so when I asked you you denied said you would never tell anyone of the things I said so then I continued to pour out my soul then I knew I was in your bowl

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September 22, 2009 01:04izzy

this is amazing, i really like your work.