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Maybe I'm just trippin limpin over lost romantics that slipped away crimpin up my style my reflection my direction until a prince charmin came along and stole my heart away but I've always had my way even when I thought I didn't Mr. Clinton could you please not push my buttons I don't need another daddy not with the one I already have he takes...
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keeperdesign:
Where did you go? You OK?
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Let's cut out all these verbs and add some adjectives to describe the objectives of this wounded heart cupid struck again shakin the dreads on his head another arrow through my heart another hole punctured without making its mark collapsing all the nerves within my soul how I'll never know why I let you go he gave me a perfect chance but I got fucked...
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socal_drew:
Cool blog wink