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Feb 23
“But I do know one thing though
*******, they come, they go
Saturday through Sunday, Monday
Monday through Sunday, yo
Maybe I'll love you one day
Maybe we'll someday grow
'Til then just sit your drunk *** on that ******' runway, **.
But I can’t be your Superman.”
My favorite artist. My favorite verse. How I feel today.
Written by
Delyla Nunez  24/F/Nowhere
(24/F/Nowhere)   
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   Imran Islam
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