Should i forget u my boo, the pain was of a cause not of aplause, thinking didnt go onto what i needed her to be for me, i thought doing what was right wouldnt hurt me for a turn, abby i loved u for your out goiness but not of your friends, bad they were to you in turn brought me down feeling like a clown, evually they got rid of me, to a knew guy did u go while not caring about me in a blow, now here all alone reminsing, about how your dissing, don't worry about the war shall end right above the choir, with the death of me shall your soul be free
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