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Aug 2016
I know it.
I believe it.
I see it.
I was the last time you ever been loved seriously.

All those travelling through have yet to come close to measuring up.
Yes, I were your last best love.

I believe it.
I know it.
I see it.

Your slight smile of disgust doesn't hide your wants.
Its just a cover up to disguise your humility inside.
That you're not happy with your present love.

I see it.
I believe it.
I know it.

But if there is ever a renewal you're seeking.
Then here again I stand to be your man again.
Cause in my mind I was the best choice for you.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
(united states)   
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