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See THe PeRSoN |
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JoCKS THiNK BouT FooTY.. |
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WHeN i {{THiNK}} i CRY |
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You'Re THaT ((LiTTLe)) SCRaTCH uPoN THe :RooF: oF My MouTH, THat WouLD {[HeaL]} iF ii CouLD |
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APPLe XxX CoRe |
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Ii DoNT CaRe iF You PeoPLe TaKe oTHeRS QuoTeS/PoeMS, BuT DoNT TRY To CLaiM THeM aS YouR oWN.. You'Re SuPPoSeD To Be PoeTS, MaKe THeM uP YouRSeLF, aND iF You Do Re-PoST SoMe oNe'S QuoTe/PoeM, GiVe THeM THe CReDiT.. |
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Boy In Love: But I'm the sort of person, who can't go back, once I've made my mind up |
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WHY iS iT THaT aLL THe CLoSeD MiNDS aRe aTTaCHeD To oPeN MouTHS? |
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THe iNSoMNia KeePS HeR aWaKe aT NiGHT |