i remember my first , an explosion of thirst
but also a devotion of emotion but he could not handle it
that he wore falling for somebody like me , obvious
the most cleverer girl he will met , but the tought she wasnt perfect
like one of his sculpture , he could not take and reject me cause me , heartbreak
for like two year , but then went to England and wore like seduced by somebody accent
thought i wore in heaven sent but no . i just enter the devils den and you wore not a friend
yeah everything that glitter isnt glam but i learned on the retirement i am fab
where i got catapult in your arms , seduced by charm and fell out my wheelchair into that carrier
...
i loved it
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