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I've wrote you love notes We called our self titanic,the unsinkable boat So together magnatic But now we sinking Well I've been thinking Since you and I are no more Don't think I'm weak,I'm strong When you see my face I know you will act sick but I'm stil strong like neil amstrong riding 1000 km from east to west Jesus walks ask kanye west Now its my time I don't hv time to rhyme,like sun I'm jus gona light and shine I'm jus gona say what's on my mind I ddnt love u from the 1st time No iddnt use u,I chose u Coz you were there when I cryd But never there when I smiled She was..yes I've been cheating but let's not call it that,I know its my bad call it loving You,I didn't love u,I jus liked u The way you cared even though you were faking it The way you loved even thought u were making it Tel me I'm bluffing I was blind to see Deaf to hear The lies about you loving me Now I'm jus gona stare,and watch u faking it to another man Shame on him but to me,deuces! Its called bruises after love *** after using no gloves
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Mar 5, 2014
Mar 5, 2014 at 3:32 AM UTC
Titanic_SirDlova
I've wrote you love notes We called our self titanic,the unsinkable boat So together magnatic But now we sinking Well I've been thinking Since you and I are no more Don't think I'm weak,I'm strong When you see my face I know you will act sick but I'm stil strong like neil amstrong riding 1000 km from east to west Jesus walks ask kanye west Now its my time I don't hv time to rhyme,like sun I'm jus gona light and shine I'm jus gona say what's on my mind I ddnt love u from the 1st time No iddnt use u,I chose u Coz you were there when I cryd But never there when I smiled She was..yes I've been cheating but let's not call it that,I know its my bad call it loving You,I didn't love u,I jus liked u The way you cared even though you were faking it The way you loved even thought u were making it Tel me I'm bluffing I was blind to see Deaf to hear The lies about you loving me Now I'm jus gona stare,and watch u faking it to another man Shame on him but to me,deuces! Its called bruises after love *** after using no gloves
Players play eachother..don't hate the player,hate the game
akhona
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Mar 5, 2014
Mar 5, 2014 at 3:32 AM UTC
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