The mutipliers has always amazed me.
The way they go through lovers like a game.
Almost like the three time divorcee.
Who must have repeated the same thing to all three?
With you.
Yes, with you.
And it just might be me only.
What love I give?
And it's truly real.
It's a forever love.
Even if you should leave.
You still be wheeling from knowing I gave you.
It's forever love.
An eternity of affection that could cure a war between any nation.
This is the type love, if you left.
You would be eradicating.
Something I call, it's forever.
Least, when it's my love.
Dec 12, 2012
Dec 12, 2012 at 9:28 AM UTC
The mutipliers has always amazed me.
The way they go through lovers like a game.
Almost like the three time divorcee.
Who must have repeated the same thing to all three?
With you.
Yes, with you.
And it just might be me only.
What love I give?
And it's truly real.
It's a forever love.
Even if you should leave.
You still be wheeling from knowing I gave you.
It's forever love.
An eternity of affection that could cure a war between any nation.
This is the type love, if you left.
You would be eradicating.
Something I call, it's forever.
Least, when it's my love.
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