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She has a story,
Of a boy she loves...
Memories written down in stone
Then you’ll leave me, four months...
I realize the day will come when you have to...
But I guess it just hurts so bad its hard to...
Sometimes you look forward to something you know...
people come and go all thrugh out your life and...
Sometimes you look forward to something you know...
people come and go all thrugh out your life and...
Her mind is defiantly twisted; shes got hell to...
Shes gotta Lotta memories shell toss down...
I realize the day will come when you have to...
But I guess it just hurts so bad its hard to...
Memories written down in stone
Then you’ll leave me, four months...
She has a story,
Of a boy she loves...
Lonely times sneek inside |
I was left purple, black, and blue |
No more emotions for me to show |