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feel dead, eyes red, head heavier than lead
fed bullshit, read lies now that i realize whats said
told by the old, never fold in life or it gets cold
dries like mold taste so bold yet how it still sold
in repetion, still reminiscent when something was emminent
it was evident, so relevant that nothing could precedent
i was free to see she was to be with me, just Dee only
but no one told me that she loved the old me now im lonely
because im sad when she so mad, thinkin of what i had
yet im glad were coming back, yet it feels still so bad
all the tricks cant fix this retrun the bliss instead of this
now miss gets at me like a diss album, harder than a Kiss Album
Now i drink a malt, knowing its my fault we may be falling apart
yet ill never part til i start to show all the love in my heart
now if u read this to you, i plead to you that baby i need you
but i need to kno right now exactly what i mean to you
Im tired of fightin, brightening the skies of the battles we lightin
take me down like im smitten, and here, deep poetry im writin
underground when no ones around, even my sister makes no sound
yet ill die to the ground if someone else is crowned with the love i found
I love you i love you, no girl has yet or will come above you
its like im starving for ur love i cant get enough of you
v.v but i speak word after word like numbers; 1 and 2
if i cant have you, i dont know what i would ever do
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