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yah ok boss
And all I have left is reminents of u in a song
kisses live on through the chorus and hook searching for comfort in the empty glass of my becks biting on the straw as if it were ur kneck gazing at stars as if they were ur eyes amber and jaded flecks of jealousy take me to the times of we i ponder in my melted ice cubes and play boy channel remincising in our jealousy regretting long lost battle babbling like brook twisted numb and shook its not the same i no longer cry for thee hate in vain solitary confinement my heart regains awaiting the wilting of ur rose sorry if love was all my soul ever imposed thank god for call display |