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Name: Mark Cheng (kradnum)
Age: 20 going on 21.
Location: Singapore

NTU Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information'13
Anglo-Chinese Junior College'08
Unity Secondary School'06
Jurong Primary School'02

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Katharine McPhee - Over It.

I’m over your lies
And I’m over your games
I’m over you asking me
When you know I’m not okay
You call me at night
And I pick up the phone
And though you be tellin’ me
I know you’re not alone

Oh and that’s why your eyes, I’m over it
Your smile, I’m over it
Realized, I’m over it, I’m over it
I’m over

Wanting you to be wanting me
No that ain’t no way to be
How I feel, read my lips
Because I’m so over

Movin’ on and it’s my time
You never were a friend of mine
Hurt at first, a little bit
But now I’m so over
I’m so over it

I’m over your hands
And I’m over your mouth
Trying to drag me down and
fill me with self doubt

Oh and that’s why your world, I’m over it
So sure, I’m over it
I’m not your girl, I’m over it,
I’m over it
I’m over

Don’t call, Don’t come by
Ain’t no use don’t ask me why
You’ll never change
There’ll be no more crying in the rain
No, Oh oh
I’m over it

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The times we shared, the phonecalls, the SMSes, the whispering of sweet nothings, are truly nothing to me now. You hurt me, and you can't deny that. I gave you a second chance, and you still didn't cherish me - that you can't deny. Don't deny that you gave me the greatest joy anyone on earth has ever given me, and don't deny that you hurt me the most as well. You built me up and watched me fall in front of your eyes. Your every word, your every smile, your every glance, your smell, your voice, your hair - I'm over it. I'm over everything you said. I'm over every feeling, emotion, every moment of love I felt for you. You never cherished me. You never deserved me. I should have known that and should have been smart enough to realise that it wasn't any fault of mine on my part.

Let me close this chapter of my life. I'm so over you. I may still want you back babe, but I'll never really take you back. I loved you, and probably still do, but I shan't take it any further than that. No, I'm not that stupid to believe your lies and your games again.

I'm over it.

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