malikayla
Let me tell you a story about a boy and a girl, a very different version that you've ever heard. Okay, so I'm lying, but all I'm trying to say, this isn't about the one that got away. Watch it from your ivory tower. Paint the sky grey like a coward. How long have you got? I could go on for hours, a sweet little tale that ended sour. My words will ring in your ears.
At first she came along, my friends were dubious. Why? She cared for the stage not who she was with. I brushed it off and hit the road only to hear she's in the other's clothes. It was the end of summer in 2009. I wasn't really looking, but what did I find? A golden girl with golden hair. When I was with her, everybody stared.
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