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men ain't **** she says to me HE isn't **** i agree i miss him i love him i hate him she whines he's toxic he's dangerous he's unworthy i say all the time i know she responds with an aching heart so why can't i seem to let go if all he does is tear me apart? because HE is your normal, source of comfort, embodiment of love he taught you the ways of living with venom and your brain knows he's bad but your heart's made of denim though he's made those rips HE plays the victim and your pretty little face, i answer with disgrace, believed the pretty little lies that spilled out of him.
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Dec 2, 2019
Dec 2, 2019 at 9:04 AM UTC
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men ain't **** she says to me HE isn't **** i agree i miss him i love him i hate him she whines he's toxic he's dangerous he's unworthy i say all the time i know she responds with an aching heart so why can't i seem to let go if all he does is tear me apart? because HE is your normal, source of comfort, embodiment of love he taught you the ways of living with venom and your brain knows he's bad but your heart's made of denim though he's made those rips HE plays the victim and your pretty little face, i answer with disgrace, believed the pretty little lies that spilled out of him.
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Dec 2, 2019
Dec 2, 2019 at 9:04 AM UTC
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