...... Poem by Stacy Bush

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I was talking to you
Like we usually do,
Big smile on my face
Something I can never erase,
You said you were talking to her
The one thing I would never prefer,
Because I thought we had something
But I guess you were just acting,
I still like you and I always will
Because boy you give me a chill

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