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Nov 2015
Constant request for ***
But with frequency and no rest
Comes duress and your value lessens
So how much is it worth if I can...
Always expect it but cant respect it,
See truth dissected...
We cut, got Love and Lust
But somehow kept the two connected

You threatened you would pull the plug if we're not newly wedded
But tried to holler at like all of my potential best men
Yelling my name and countless others in your dialect then
Your constant cry for acceptance
Is what got you rejected
bjynxthelyric
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bjynxthelyric  the infinite
(the infinite)   
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