17 May 2009
When you were sick, girl, I held your hand, When you were troubled I tried to understand, Staying with you I did anything I can, Cause losing you was not part of the plan.
“Check me out” she said, “I’m in a concrete jungle, I’m an individual and you’re stuck in my waste” Oh hell no, she knows what the truth is. Because she said
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