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Sep 2024
sometimes love is  nasty fills you full of hurt
plays round with your mind  leaves you in the dirt
makes a fool of you fills your heart with stress
love you thought was real now is just a mess

sometimes loves a lie and never really there
just imagination floating in the  air
when a love is real your heart will let you know
something you will keep and never let it go
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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