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You already know,
as an adult its time for you to take responsibility for your own actions. Your 31 and you wanna send your mama to an early grave. You should be ashamed and no im not getting a lean on my house.Its called tough love baby boy.
"red devil",
I hear the song "object of my desire" everytime i think about you because you do indeed light my fire. To bad you wont give in or be real about how you feel. Thats okay though maybe I should just let it "burn" like Usher. You plague my mind with thoughts of what just was and what could currently be. Sometimes I gotta get away. I know we both need to chill mane before they blow them horns like coltrane... im afraid heaven may not have a place for us, but I still love you.
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