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Apr 2017
I don't have any biblical meaning
I'm just part of the story
You don't have to ask me anything
Just let me make something up
What difference does the past make
I've never spent the night in jail
Isn't that all that really matters
That and the money
You'll see it when I get around to it
It will roll out slowly
One day you'll realize I was generous
Just not all at once
The scary part is I'm over her so fast
Is that important to you
You can ask me about if if you want
But you'll just be jealous in two months
So why don't we pretend it's July
And I just said
I never loved anyone like I love you
Mark Lecuona
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Mark Lecuona
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