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..We're All Hustlers In Love With The Same Thing..

Jul 17, 2009

We were like 2 birds that were able to fly I try to pick the right words to say to the sky Some days I would try but wasn't able to cry I never been good at saying goodbye
I take a deep breath when the times is hard When I reminisce over you, my God I spent many years trying to be the heartthrob I guess it's only right that I got my heart robbed The scent of a room that reminds me of you A hint of perfume it reminds me of you Take a look at the moon it reminds me of you Hope the stars and the gods align me and you....

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