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Stars beneath the trees we see. As we drink the last bottle of beers And I got sober because of this. Then the truth set me free Drunk and inlove to you is my theme And when I told you how I feel You laughed and smiled about it And answered in a manner I can't remember. Then we head home drunk and sober While I was driving , you're leaving marks on my body Then we reached home. Love was filling the air. The last thing I remember, Was when you told me how you feel For almost a year you kept for real And that moment I don't know here For 4 years of waiting and 3 times of rejected wee wee. For the 4th time, she said yes to be with me. And that is the best decision that kept me for years
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Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 10:44 AM UTC
Love
Stars beneath the trees we see. As we drink the last bottle of beers And I got sober because of this. Then the truth set me free Drunk and inlove to you is my theme And when I told you how I feel You laughed and smiled about it And answered in a manner I can't remember. Then we head home drunk and sober While I was driving , you're leaving marks on my body Then we reached home. Love was filling the air. The last thing I remember, Was when you told me how you feel For almost a year you kept for real And that moment I don't know here For 4 years of waiting and 3 times of rejected wee wee. For the 4th time, she said yes to be with me. And that is the best decision that kept me for years
MJP
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Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 10:44 AM UTC
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