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Most things that we think will last will fall in a blink of an eye, the boy that I can never have is to handsome and fly, I just kinda fell but I'm irrelevant in the eyes of the beholder, behold it, behold it, come hold me, if it's real show me.
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Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 9:50 PM UTC
Behold
Most things that we think will last will fall in a blink of an eye, the boy that I can never have is to handsome and fly, I just kinda fell but I'm irrelevant in the eyes of the beholder, behold it, behold it, come hold me, if it's real show me.
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Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 9:50 PM UTC
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