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Jun 23
Remember, who you turned too?
When you were hurting?
And told all your trouble too.

It was this guy you didn't have a care for.
But here you were telling me, just telling me what was hurting you.
And remember who?

You still lean upon.
And I standby with open arms.
This was the moment you grew in love.

Strange, how love works.
Yeah, strange how love grows.

Somethings in life, we just don't see.
And this was one of those moment that even shocked me.
And it strange, how love works.
Strange, how love grows.

I was that still guy you never imagine being yours.
And it's strange, so strange.
Yes, strange, so strange.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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