Maria

For MeFor me you never cleared your throat To tell a poem that you wrote For me For me For her you always have the time To tell her a precious rhyme For her For herFor Me
I shouldve seen How awfully mean Youd turn when alone with me I should have made that one guess That when she came Wed be a mess And that your fake love couldnt mask The fact that I Am your past I am I am
For her you always stop and stare For me you never thought to care For her you always like to smile For me you would
Serina
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English is not my native. That explain my bad language. Do pardon me
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Chris: Us?
Wesker: So slow to catch on... *Pulls Off Hood to Reveal Jill
Chris: JILL! Wait, why'd you dye her hair blonde?
Wesker: Because, Chris, BLONDES HAVE ALL THE FUN!
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Chris: Us?
Wesker: So slow to catch on... *Pulls Off Hood to Reveal Jill
Chris: JILL! Wait, why'd you dye her hair blonde?
Wesker: Because, Chris, BLONDES HAVE ALL THE FUN!
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Chris: Us?
Wesker: So slow to catch on... *Pulls Off Hood to Reveal Jill
Chris: JILL! Wait, why'd you dye her hair blonde?
Wesker: Because, Chris, BLONDES HAVE ALL THE FUN!
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Chris: Us?
Wesker: So slow to catch on... *Pulls Off Hood to Reveal Jill
Chris: JILL! Wait, why'd you dye her hair blonde?
Wesker: Because, Chris, BLONDES HAVE ALL THE FUN!
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Chris: Us?
Wesker: So slow to catch on... *Pulls Off Hood to Reveal Jill
Chris: JILL! Wait, why'd you dye her hair blonde?
Wesker: Because, Chris, BLONDES HAVE ALL THE FUN!
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