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Years later and my thoughts still flutter I don't know why but I wonder What'd it be like if we didn't stutter 'Cus now I keep closing my heart like shutters Too young to know what love really was Too young to know what love really does But I do know I was a fool for you There wasn't anything do wouldn't do for you I talked about you like diamonds No matter how hard it was I kept trying The good, the bad, the ugly I'd do whatever it took for you to love me No I didn't want to end it But we had to stop pretending Now I only see you in the rear Our love is a box of souvenirs
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Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 12:06 AM UTC
The Letter S
Years later and my thoughts still flutter I don't know why but I wonder What'd it be like if we didn't stutter 'Cus now I keep closing my heart like shutters Too young to know what love really was Too young to know what love really does But I do know I was a fool for you There wasn't anything do wouldn't do for you I talked about you like diamonds No matter how hard it was I kept trying The good, the bad, the ugly I'd do whatever it took for you to love me No I didn't want to end it But we had to stop pretending Now I only see you in the rear Our love is a box of souvenirs
sandra-alexis
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Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 12:06 AM UTC
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