Some of the greatest hearts gets tore apart.
So let me advise you with all honesty and truth.
This love I'm giving you is unselfish.
And should be treated like royalty.
To disrespect it.
Means disrespecting me.
Some losers loves to apologize.
As if the pain inside will slide to the side.
So be alert.
And be warned.
This love I'm giving you is unselfish.
It only knows how to give.
So there no need for it to be catching hell.
And in truth.
No true soul wants to go there.
Sep 23, 2012
Sep 23, 2012 at 8:17 AM UTC
Some of the greatest hearts gets tore apart.
So let me advise you with all honesty and truth.
This love I'm giving you is unselfish.
And should be treated like royalty.
To disrespect it.
Means disrespecting me.
Some losers loves to apologize.
As if the pain inside will slide to the side.
So be alert.
And be warned.
This love I'm giving you is unselfish.
It only knows how to give.
So there no need for it to be catching hell.
And in truth.
No true soul wants to go there.
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