Remember that, although this is written here, you can return it a mere memory.
All are equal:
The same shit.
It is always a bitch.
I got tired.
I feel controlled,
Used,
And pulled.
Good riddance, womens.
More never want to see.
Someday I will love you again,
But for now, I look for at a man.
Trust me.
Listen:
You're my reality now.
Yes that is about to start the biggest show:
The story of our love.
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