What
Is love; love is when I say sweet things just to see you smile for a moment or a while.
What
Is love; love is soft and tender when I kiss your gentle lips.
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I once was blind by
love but now I see
after four years of
high school love
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She kidnap my love with no remorse
and for the ransom I paid it off
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Imagine the music you listen to came from my heart
What If I let you use my shoulder to cry on from the start?
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We both understand you not my woman
and I’m not your man. They say a beautiful
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They Ask Why Do You Cry?
I Simple Reply The Pimp In Me Has Died.
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Im Not Here To Play Pictinary
Cause I Don't Know How To Draw.
I Would Just Write Out Ordinary
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A symphony plays bowed strings
from violins played by sad lonely
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She told me to take a sit and listen to her-story. When she began to speak it seem that things didn’t go right at all she feels like she’s the only one in her relationship. She didn't have to say much or anything at all because of her eye's spoke more of what she wanted say.
Like a fantasy she wants to dream out at day light not night because everything is fiction when she's sleep. When she was done he took her hand and said to her, she wouldn’t be living a lie or a fairy tale.
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