You used to remember my favourite colour
The way I like my cupcakes
Or how I always wanted to travel.
My surname mixed with my first was a great liking of yours
I’m sure at one point you found yours to be my last even better.
Please leave me
I must leave you now
You’re not mine
I need to be fine now
The truth is
You drag me down now
All I wanna know
Is how,
You thought it would be fine now
To have me as your dirty little secret
Your back door hoe
Someone to run to because you’re alone
Alysia tellem,
Don’t think for a second
That I will ever be
That girl.

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