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It’s been a minute... Since I’ve seen you’re face, I can’t hold back any longer. The more you move away, The more I become stronger. Nothing like Hancock, No hand on my **** This feeling is so real, A love so new Would stop a clock. I don’t wanna be ****** and push you away. I’ve noticed whenever your absent from my life My days turn into gray. I can’t depend on you To provide happiness, It’s all on myself. The more I think of you, The more I scream out for help. It’s been a minute since I’ve seen your face And now you’re with someone else.
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Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 11:24 PM UTC
A minute is a long time
It’s been a minute... Since I’ve seen you’re face, I can’t hold back any longer. The more you move away, The more I become stronger. Nothing like Hancock, No hand on my **** This feeling is so real, A love so new Would stop a clock. I don’t wanna be ****** and push you away. I’ve noticed whenever your absent from my life My days turn into gray. I can’t depend on you To provide happiness, It’s all on myself. The more I think of you, The more I scream out for help. It’s been a minute since I’ve seen your face And now you’re with someone else.
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Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 11:24 PM UTC
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