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Dec 2012
I hear about him.
Probably, more than I should.
You have me wondering(questioning).
Why you're not with him?

So stop comparing me to him.
We are as different then the sun and the moon.
And you under this impression I'm your shoulder's of blues.

Still , I'm trying to relate to you.
I know his ways of treating you.
That I doubt he did.

I know his moods.
Much the same as I knows yours.
Just do one thing for me.
Stop comparing me to him.

If not me.
You might run the next man away.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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