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That L word
It’s a tricky one
You associate me to liar
When all I did was L
You don’t see it but I’m lonely
I got no one to... L
Everyone I L’d left
They think me a loser of some sort
I lose and lost
With a lame excuse to say sorry
So I listened and learned
And put a fortress up
Never again can I truly say that tricky L word
Less words
Less stress
It’s all for the best I guess
L only leads to a mess
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