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4a.m and I'm at your door, wondering why I haven't been here before. Yes we're no good for each other, but my love for you is like no other. I know that it is late in the night; I know that I am your kryptonite. We’ll both regret this in the morning, but my love I’m in mourning. If this is the last time hold me tighter, I will be a fighter. Maybe we’ll last this time, I promise to do better this time.
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Feb 4, 2021
Feb 4, 2021 at 6:17 PM UTC
One Last Time I Promise
4a.m and I'm at your door, wondering why I haven't been here before. Yes we're no good for each other, but my love for you is like no other. I know that it is late in the night; I know that I am your kryptonite. We’ll both regret this in the morning, but my love I’m in mourning. If this is the last time hold me tighter, I will be a fighter. Maybe we’ll last this time, I promise to do better this time.
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Feb 4, 2021
Feb 4, 2021 at 6:17 PM UTC
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