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Im not your last resort and ultimately, i am not your left over item. |
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Trust is a word that you cant play around with |
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You're in a caccoon awaiting your first flap of your wings |
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With road so narrow, dream so wide |
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With road so narrow, dream so wide |
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I get wounds but i recover, i get hit real bad till it bleeds. i get puzzle like its incomplete. i get words till it hurts |
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Horrific historical acts are one heart destroying facts |
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For a person to fall for someone, it's like a spark to start a forest fire. |
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When there's choices . there's consequences |
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Never Chase for Love but Chase for Freedom |