Got 4 corners
In our heart
Used to tear
This world apart
Hopes to find our self
In some love struck eye
2 Take those vows
Then long to die
Holding sunshine mirrors
To your face
Keeping each and every
Hair in place
LIKE,
To see your$elf
In some magazine
With tha swollen tongue
To vent our spleen
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