M.F.C

Where did it go? All that passion and fire.
Sense of emergency. Pent up desire.
Teenage secrecy without the disguise.
Who would have thought i'd swallow your lies.

What did i do? To make you go cold.
To force you cut me. I wasn't told.
I just assumed as we once were,
good friends we would stay, if i wasn't her.

You could have told me, that it wasn't right
given a sign, i'd have been alright.
But as it were, you did none,
And left me waiting, it wasn't fun.

All i've left to say, and i'll be blunt,
is that i think your a ....................................................
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...........................................................................................MOTHER FUCKING CUNT.

thankyou, for introducing me to teenage anxt, and the sorrows of heartbreaking fools.