ment to be
maybe we are ment to be,we always end up together you see?.
you say these things ,
that seem like nothing untill you arnt there anymore,
your friends see me they yell whore,
but you dont care,
you just stop and stare,
looking in my eyes,
you tell me what they say are lies,
but in the end it will be ok,
well find eachother once again, and stay (:
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